Foreword/Prologue
The Weasleys had returned to the Burrow after that long conversation with Harry, still in shock at what had just happened. Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Molly didn’t wanna make an effort... They weren’t ready for that. All four of them had high ideals about what should’ve happened after the war, and they didn’t want to let them go, no matter what Harry had just made them understand.
Arthur, Charlie and Bill, on the other hand, had mixed feelings. They understood Harry's need to rebuild his life and do it HIS way. Without listening to what other people were telling him... They had also understood why he had left during those five years, he had the right to do so. Perfectly within his rights. However, they didn't want to hurt the first four either. They didn't know what to think
The twins, on the other hand, had absolutely no hesitation. They were both on Harry's side. Damn it, Harry had sacrificed everything for this war... No childhood, no teenage years... If he had found happiness that way... With Draco. No one had the right to say anything. No one had the right to interfere. Just to accept.
« What are we gonna do now? » Asked Hermione.
« Wait for Harry to come to his senses. » Ron answered.
« I don't think it's going to happen like that. » Replied Charlie, « Harry made it clear that he had made his life whole again. That he was happy the way he was. Whether we're part of it or not doesn't matter to him anymore. The effort must come from our side, not his. »
« But... how can we accept his relationship with... With him! » Ginny cried out, « what am I going to do now? »
« It's simple, said Fred, you have two options... »
« Either you accept that fact and work hard to regain Harry's friendship and trust... » continued George.
« Or you don't accept it, and you're out of his life permanently. Either way, it's your choice, Harry gets what he needs. He won't try to hold you back, he said so. As for us, George and I know what we're going to do. » Concluded Fred as he stood up.
Everyone in the room watched them leave without saying anything. They were right. He knew it. But it was just hard to swallow.
For their part, Draco and Harry were at the window, watching the rain that had just begun to fall. Draco behind the brunette, arms around his waist... They were going back to America the next day. They had a lot of things to prepare before they went back to England for good. They couldn't bring themselves to go to bed, they knew sleep wouldn't come...
« What's gonna happen now » Harry whispered.
« Only time will tell... »
« I don't even know if I want them back in my life... our lives. »
« ... We're going to do what we do so well, Love, deal with everything when it happens. We've got our lives, and I know the twins are with us. We have to make the right choices to protect Gab' too... » Says Draco with his head in Harry's hair.
« I'm sure it's gonna be tough coming back here. » Harry sighed.
About two months had passed, Harry, Draco and little Gabriel had finally moved into their new home. No one knew about it yet. But they knew that once the news had reached everyone, it would be weeks, even months, of hard work ahead of them.
What were they going to do? What was going to happen?