It was a couple of weeks after Harry defeated Lord Voldemort, at the end of sixth year. Everyone who was in the Order of the Phoenix was in Grimmauld Place for Harry's surprise party, including the two spies Draco and Lucius Malfoy. After Harry had defeated Lord Voldemort, he had stayed in school until the end of the year, and then he went to the Dursley's until his seventeenth birthday, where he had gone through some little changes.

BACK STORY

'Harry POV'

My little changes happened while I was at the Dursley's. I realized I am bisexual. I know, right, who would have thought. I figured out I was bisexual when Dudley paid me ten pounds to clean his room. Turns out Dudley had quite a collection of porn magazines. I mean, he had everything.

Oh, come on, I was a sixteen- almost seventeen- year old boy. What do I think I did when found those magazines? I was a little curious, so I started to look through some of the magazines, and I was aroused by everything. I didn't mind being turned on the guys with girls, and the girls with other girls, but what really scared the shit out of me is when the guys with other guys got me a little to excited. At first, I was terrified. I didn't want to be bisexual. I didn't want to be considered a freak. I just wanted to be normal. Now that Voldemort was gone, I had thought that maybe, just maybe, I could finally be normal, and live my life like a normal person. But, NO. I can't be normal, now can I? No, I have to be bisexual. At that moment I decided I was going to just ignore any feelings I might get about men.

That plan went out the window as soon as I decided to go to Muggle London and shop for some new clothes to match my new status as a 'normal' person. So, you know, I walk inside one of the stores, and the first thing I see that I like is not any of the clothing, but the guy behind the counter. He was absolutely gorgeous. He was tall, well he was taller than me, and I'm 5'8", with an athletic build. He had blue eyes and sandy blond hair. He was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans that seemed to hug him in all right places, like his arse, and a red shirt, which also hugged all of his best parts; with the legend 'Hello How Can I Ignore You Today' in black print.

I wanted to walk up to this guy so badly and kiss him, as well as do some other things that I don't want to get into right now, but his shirt was little intimidating to me. At the time, my mind was racing, and I was thinking things like, 'Oh, my god, he is so hot. No, I am not going to go for him. My god, is he checking me out? No, he couldn't be; he is way out of my league. I want him so bad. No, it is wrong. Oh shite, is he coming over here? What do I do? What do I do? Calm down, Harry. Just relax. Breathe in through your nose, out through your mouth. Okay, I am going to be just fine.'

"Hi, I'm Sam. How can I help you today?" Sam said, smiling

Suddenly I was thinking 'Did he just smile at me? Oh, my god, he has such a pretty smile. Don't drool and don't blush, Harry.' "Hi, I'm Harry," I said, trying to smile back at him without looking like an idiot. Honestly, I really don't think it worked. Lucky for me, though, I don't think Sam realized just how stupid I looked. "I wanted to know if you could help me with… er… picking out some clothes. As you can see, I don't have much of a fashion sense.

"Sure, I can. Why don't you take off your shirt so I can see what I'm working with."

"Um… okay, if you really want me to." At this point I wasn't too worried about it. I took off my shirt to reveal my tan, lithe body. I knew I was slender, but I wasn't skinny by any means. I had a nice six-pack and chest from all of the work that my Aunt Petunia made me do around the house, and from the hard Quidditch practices that I played. After I took off my shirt, he was looking at me as if I was a piece of meat, and he hadn't eaten in a while. I don't know if it was wrong, but I kind of liked the way he was looking at me.

There was a moment of silence, and then Sam broke it. "Why have you been hiding that beautiful body of yours?" he asked, while licking his lips. I couldn't help but to blush.

"Ummmm… what do you mean by that?"

"Why do you hide that body under those clothes that are way too big for you?"

"Well, that is a long story, and that's part of why I am here now."

"So what do you want?"

"I don't know what I want to wear, that's why I asked you."

"Well, do you like what I am wearing?"

"Yeah."

"Do you trust my judgment?"

"Yeah."

Then he started picking out so much clothing. He showed me outfit after outfit. I kind like the things he picked out for me. At the end of the day, I had spent so much money in that store, it was kind of a shame Sam didn't work on commission. I left right before the store closed.

"Bye, and thanks for all of your help", I said, kind of sad that I would never get to see him again.

"Wait a minute. Are you doing anything tonight?"

"No, did you have something in mind?"

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to meet me at this club that's downtown, later on tonight?" he asked, biting his bottom lip

I couldn't help myself. I just had to say, "Yes, give me the address, and I'll be there". He smiled and found a pen to write the address down. While he wrote, I asked him, "What time do you want me to be there?"

"Would eleven be okay for you?"

"Yeah, I'll see you then." I left to go to the back to the Dursley's, but before I entered the house, I decided to shrink all of the bags and stuff them into a pocket.

As soon as I walked in to the house I heard, "Boy, where have you been all day?"

Uncle Vernon was looking very purple. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought he was worried about me. That thought managed to bring a smile to my face, which Uncle Vernon did not like that at all. "What's so funny?"

"Absolutely nothing."

"Where have you been?"

I thought, what's the point of fighting with him, so I just told him, "I went to London".

"What were you doing there?" Aunt Petunia asked, coming out of the kitchen.

"I met a friend."

"One of those freaks from your school?" Uncle Vernon belted out.

"No, he doesn't do magic."

"Oh, does he know you're a freak?"

"No, he doesn't know I do magic."

"Oh, so you lied to him."

"Look, I don't want to be rude, but I have to get ready to go out tonight."

As I made my way up the stairs, I heard Uncle Vernon yell something, but I wasn't paying attention. When I got to my room I changed my clothes. I stared into the mirror for a little while. I was so nervous; I hoped and prayed that what I was wearing would be good enough for the club I was going to.

I had on a pair of black leather trousers with a green shirt with a silver snake on it. I know, how Slytherin of me. I was also wearing a black and silver belt that matched my black boots. On my way out the room, I checked my appearance in my mirror, pleased with what I saw. I went downstairs, and if I didn't know any better, I would have thought Dudley's friend Piers was checking me out. Well, anyway, I left and met Sam at the club. All I have to say is, WOW.

The club was bloody fantastic. It was so cool. I loved it. I walked in to the place; I didn't see Sam right away, so I made my way to the bar area and sat down, ordering a beer. I got my beer and was sitting there when this guy came over.

"Hey beautiful, want to dance?"

I looked at him, and man he was gorgeous. He had light brown eyes with dark brown hair and dimples.

Where were all these good looking men before? I really did not want to look like an idiot in front of him, so I told him, "I don't know how to dance".

"Come on, everyone knows how to dance."

"Well, I'm not everyone."

Come on, just follow my lead. Please?" he said, while pouting a little bit. Wow. Before he did that, I didn't think he could get any cuter.

"Okay, I'll do it, but please don't make me look like an idiot."

"I'm sure that is impossible to do."

He led me to the dance floor, and immediately put his hands on my waist. I instinctively put my hands around his neck, and we started to grind against each other. We moved our hips to the music, in perfect sync. Then I saw Sam come over, and he asked the guy I was dancing with if he could cut in.

Then he turned to me, and said, "Hey Harry, I'm glad you came tonight. I was starting to think that maybe you wouldn't show."

"What do you mean?"

"I was waiting for you and when I didn't see you, I wondered if you had stood me up."

"No, I was here at eleven, just like you wanted me to be"

"Oh."

We continued to dance to the song, and then he looked at me and said, "Do know how sexy you are?"

He started to kiss me. His tongue stroked across my lower lip, like he was asking for entrance. I opened, letting him in. He slid his tongue into my mouth, and he began to explore. He could really kiss. Then he led me to s back room, and then proceeded to kiss me again. Man, I was getting really horny as he ground against me. He looked up with lust filled eyes, and said, "I am only looking for one off. You know, just one night of fun. Are up for it, or do you want to leave?"

"I'm up for it, but I want you to know that this is the first time I'm doing this…with a guy, you know."

"Don't worry; I'll be gentle with you."

He eased me down on a couch, and took off my shirt. Man, my dick was throbbing as he started to plant soft kisses on my neck and my chest. Wow, this was so fucking great. I couldn't believe it. Before I noticed, he had my pants undone and my manhood in his mouth. I looked down and I saw his head bobbing up and down. The heat coming from his mouth was killing me. Suddenly, he stopped, and I wanted to tell him, no please, don't stop.

I guess he saw this in my face, because he told me, "Relax. I want you to cum while I'm inside of you."

He pulled this tube of what I think was Vaseline out of his pocket and put some on his fingers. Then he slipped one finger inside of me. It was uncomfortable, but it was decent. I think I felt him put another finger in, and it hurt a little more than just the first finger. He was pumping them in and out; it started to feel good, and then he hit this spot inside that made me see stars.

"OH, MY GOD"

"I think we just found your prostate."

"MY, GOD"

He hit my prostate a couple more times.

Then he lined his penis with my hole and eased into me. 'Oh my God, that hurt like hell! Why do people put themselves through this?' Right after, he hit that spot inside again, and my muscles loosened up around him. 'Oh, that's why people do this.' He wrapped his hand around my erection, and began to stroke me. It only took a couple of pumps, and I came all over his hand. Then he licked the cum off of his fingers. Man that was hot.

"So, did you like your first time?" Sam whispered, while still licking his fingers.

"It was bloody fantastic", I answered.

I watched him as he drifted asleep. I put my clothing on, kissed him lightly on the on the lips, then left. I was thinking, 'Wow, I can't believe that my first time was a one nighter.'

NOW

'These are thoughts'

Harry was lying in his bed, reminiscing about his first time.

'That was then, this is now. Right now, I'm dating Adriano. The note from Dumbledore says that I can leave this damn place, and go to Grimmauld Place on my birthday. What confuses me is he said he wasn't going to take me there so I guess I'm going to go there by myself. Maybe I can go with Adriano, you know, maybe have some fun on my birthday. I wonder who is going to be there. I'll just owl Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, and Remus to see if they're going to come for my birthday.'

Harry searched for his parchment paper and his quill. Once he found it, he sat down to write to Ron first.

Dear Ron,

I was wondering if you and the rest of the family are going to be at Grimmauld Place on my birthday? Owl me back with a response.

Harry

The next letters were exactly the same but the name was different. 'Oh shit, I need to meet Adriano in about ten minutes. I need to go.' Harry sent the letters out, and then ran out of the house to meet Adriano. Harry ran to their usual meeting place, a small coffee shop about three blocks away. When he got there he saw his boyfriend right away. He had blue eyes and jet-black hair. He was slightly more muscular than Harry and stood about six foot one. The best part was he was a wizard. He was really nice, sweet, funny, and hot as hell. Harry had met him about two days after his encounter with Sam.

"Hey, what's up, Harry?"

"Nothing. I was just wondering what you are doing on July 31st?"

"I don't think I'm doing anything, why?"

"Well, it's my birthday, and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to my new house?"

"It's your birthday! Why didn't you tell me this before now? I'll have to run around London to get a gift. And what do you mean, your new house?"

"Well, it's not actually new. My godfather died about a year ago, and he left his house to me, so I'm moving in on my birthday."

"And you want me to be there on your first night there?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Oh, what do you want for your birthday?"

"You."

"You already have that! So seriously, what do you want for your birthday?"

"Whatever you give me is okay."

"Come on, tell me"

"I am not withholding any information from you."

"But I don't know what to get you."

"Whatever you get me is fine, okay?"

"Well, I have to start trying to figure this out, so I'll be going, okay?" Adriano said, while giving Harry a kiss goodbye.

"Bye, I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Tomorrow."

They went their separate ways. Harry went back to the Dursley's to find four letters waiting for him in his room, from Remus, Dumbledore, Ron, and Hermione. They all said they weren't going to be able to make it to Grimmauld Place on his birthday. The only thing that was different in the letters was that Dumbledore asked what time Harry was going to arrive, so he could know what time to take the off unplottable spell on the house. He wrote and sent Dumbledore his answer then lay back on his bed. 'Yes! It's just going to be Adriano and me.'

Thursday came and Harry had just finished packing when Adriano came to pick him up. On the way out he saw his Uncle Vernon.

"Hey Vernon, well, I just wanted to say goodbye to you, and that you and your son are both fat bastards, and I hope you both die a slow and painful death. And you, Aunt Petunia, you're a fucking bitch. I'm your sister's child and you couldn't show me any emotion." He said this while watching the tears come down her face "Bye, and if I never see you again, it will be too soon." With that, he left the house, jumped into Adriano's car, and never looked back.

"Hey Harry, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just glad that I never have to see those people again." They rode in silence for a while.

"Well, I think we're here." They got out the car and walked to the door. While Harry was searching for his key, Adriano noticed the hurt in his eyes, and he gave Harry a very passionate kiss thinking maybe Harry would feel better. It seemed to work when Harry moaned and kissed him back. They stumbled into the house, still kissing. All of a sudden, the lights turned on, and all they heard was, "SURPRISE!"

Author Note: Well I hoped you enjoyed it. PLEASE REVIEW. If you like it, tell me about it. If you didn't don't just flame me give me constructive criticism. I need to know what I am doing wrong so that I can fix it.