Alright, so Harry was baiting the boy a little, but he didn’t expect that kind of blunt honesty. There’s a glint in his eye and a poorly disguised cheeky smile on his face as he orders his food. “If you can wait long enough for dinner,” he teases, a lot more comfortable now that the word is out.

He lifts his drink a little to propose a toast. “To not thinking of our fathers tonight,” he agrees. “That’s a good proposal on any night.”