Harry Potter knocked on the door of apartment 20, floor 5. It's funny, two years ago if he had been told he'd be visiting Ronald Weasley at his flat, he wouldn't be surprised at all. But, the war had been over for two years now, and things were different. Harry wasn't only visiting Ron- He was visiting Draco Malfoy, as well. That's right, Malfoy. After the war, Ron and Draco came out about their secret love affair, that had been going on since Year 5. Harry had been hurt at first, but then was only hurt more when Hermione and Pansy Parkinson confessed their secret love for each other. He had always known his best friends were gay, but he had never known who they were gay for. So, a few days after the war, Ron and Draco surprised everyone by running off to the States and eloping. They've been happily married now, for almost two years. Pansy and Hermione also did the same. Both Draco and Pansy's families refuse to talk to them, but Ron and Hermione's families couldn't have been more proud.

The door was opened by a skinny blonde man in a tight gray sweater.

"Harry!" Draco said, kissing both his cheeks. Harry blushed.

"H-Hello Draco." He replied. Although he was married to his best mate, Harry still had trouble sometimes being nice to Malfoy.

"Come in, come in! Ronald has just been dying to see you!"

Harry followed his old enemy down the hallway. Ron was sitting on the couch.

"Hey, Harry." Ron said, getting off the couch to hug him.

"Hello, Ron." Harry mumbled, his voice muffled in the strong shoulder of his pal. Malfoy was only a bit taller than Harry, and very much skinnier. Ron, on the other hand, stood about two hands taller than Harry, and was very muscular and buff. It made Harry wonder how they ever managed to have intercourse, with Draco being so fragile and Ron being so-not. Harry shuddered at the thought of the two of them having sex.

Draco reappeared back into the living room from the kitchen, carrying tea.

"Sit!" He ordered, sending a sly smile to Ron, who winked.

Oh boy, thought Harry. They have something planned. Harry sat in the armchair across from the couch, where the lovers were sitting, comfortably close to each other. Malfoy cuddled up next to Ron, who put his arm around him. Harry felt a pang of loneliness that seemed much too common these days. Ron and Draco exchanged looks.

"Okay, well, Harry. Draco and I were talking, and, well, we've been thinking… At the gathering tomorrow night here you're going to be the only single one here, and, we thought, maybe, you'd like to, err, find someone to bring here?" Ron spat out, clearly uncomfortable.

"Oh, excuse Ronald. He's being shy. Harry, what he- what we both agreed on was, the fact that you are lonely. And everyone here tomorrow will be either in a relationship, engaged, or married. And you're still single. So what you need is a good fuck." Draco stated. At the word fuck, Ron shifted uncomfortably.

"Seriously, Mate. We love you and all, but I hate seeing you this way. What happened? You always used to have ladies. You still have women who would do anything for The Boy Who Saved Us All." Ron added.

"Oh, urm… well, I don't know. I've been confused lately. After the whole Ginny thing…" Harry trailed off.

"Look, Harry. I know Ginny really hurt you. But you hurt her too. And that happened 18 months ago. She's engaged to Micheal Corner now. You've got to get over her." Malfoy said softly, in a tone that would have been completely out-of-character for the Malfoy Harry had known in school. Harry's cheeks reddened and he looked down. He didn't give a shit about Ginny anymore. They were good friends now and he was happy she found someone who wouldn't drive her crazy. The real reason Harry was so lenient to dating anyone was complicated, shocking, and possibly embarrassing. Ginny knew, of course. But she was the only person who did.

"When I said I was confused that's not what I meant." Harry muttered, looking up from his lap.

"I-I'm gay." He stated. Ron's draw dropped and Draco's face lit up.

"I knew it!" Malfoy exclaimed, fist pumping the air.

"I-uh-Harry… How long have you known?" Ron asked, quietly.

"Well, I think I've always known, just been ignorant, you know? But, I really knew right around the time Ginny and I were over-it's one of the many reasons we broke up…" Harry answered.

"I'm proud of you, Mate." Ron said, reaching over to clap Harry on the back with a meaty hand.

"Yes yes yes, that's all just lovely and what not, but Harry, you must go to this terrific wizard gay bar Ronald and I visit frequently. Everything is on me, here's my credit card. It's already getting late. You look great. You can just apparate there, here's the address." Draco said, excitedly.

"I can't…" Harry said.

"Of course you can. Now go." Draco replied. And with a snap of his fingers, Harry Potter was gone.