Title: I Should Have Come Out Earlier... Fourteen

Characters: Harry/Draco

Rating: G

Disclaimer:Characters are property of JK Rowling and no copyright infringement is intended.

Summary:Those family dinners on the weekends.

One Saturday evening Draco watched as Harry had a fairly relaxed conversation with Narcissa. Lucius was still a bit quiet when it came to speaking with him, no doubt trying not to insult him since Draco was sure his mother had said something to him about that. But on occasion his father would show the smallest hint of a smile and Draco was more than grateful for that. It was more than he had expected in terms of niceties.

He sipped at his wine and he smiled at his good fortune. A fair amount of the Wizarding world might complain about Harry's choosing to be with him but he was more than ecstatic about it because of all the people Harry could pick from, Draco was the one he was with.

He threaded his fingers through Harry's and they stayed like that for most the after dinner discussions.

It was Sunday dinner at the Burrow and Harry realized that he had somewhow had managed to miss the moment when the world had shifted on its axis and caused Draco and Ginny to get along with each other ridiculously well. It was not just Ginny though. It was most the Weasley's, Ron included.

At first these Sunday dinners had been terribly awkward and would have a number of silences where no one really knew what to say, but now everyone seemed to be used to, and accepting of, Draco and things were moving naturally. He had had doubts that the Malfoy-Weasley feud would die down as calmly as it had and marvelled at the way his two worlds had meshed together.

Harry had Draco and he had a family and that was more than he had ever thought he would get when he was a child. He was... more than happy.

He snapped out of his thoughts at something George had said and refocused his attention to the conversation. He did not need to watch out for any catastrophic moments any more because Draco was part of the family.

If the blonde and his best mate got into a conversation about quidditch teams though then he would have to intervene, especially if Oliver and Charlie were there as well.

"Draco," Harry said over breakfast.

"Hmmm?" he hummed, as he looked up from the paper. Harry was smiling softly at him as he held a mug of tea.

"I love you," the man said.

Draco grinned and set the Prophet down. "Well, that took you long enough," he teased, as he leaned forwards and kissed Harry softly. "I love you, too."