Jack liked hearing about Teddy from Harry, it was certainly not something you would normally hear from a regular twenty-something. Then again, Harry wasn't quite normal and regular at anything, really. Jack smiled as Harry talked about his life, watching him carefully. The way he spoke and his mannerisms, the way Harry's eyebrows furrowed a little when he disapproved of something. There was quite a lot one could learn from just watching someone speak. Not quite what they were thinking, but how they were thinking, sort of.
"You can ramble all you like. I like to listen. I can't promise I understand everything, because who does understand everything? It's like calling something nothing, because you can't have nothing. Nothing has a word to call it so that means its something. So something can't be nothing because nothing is something," Jack said, frowning slightly at his own circuitous logic and taking a drink of wine to avoid having to explain what he'd just meant. He had absolutely no clue. "But yeah, having it out in the open, that's a good feeling. And honestly, I think a lot of your friends are good people, they won't hold your sexuality against you. If you're happy, then you need to hold onto whatever makes you happy. Everyone, especially you, deserves a little happiness, don't you think?"
He settled back in his chair easily, still watching Harry's face closely, "As for how to tell them, I suggest one of two ways. One, either like you've done with your other two friends who know. That seems to have worked well. Or two, start with your closest friends. Maybe the Weasleys, or Teddy's gran, if you're that close. They're the hardest, it seems, but they also care the most about you. And then other people...I don't think you have to tell them. Just be yourself. I don't think sexuality needs a great big announcement, it's just there. Part of the Harry package. If pictures of you and a bloke show up in a magazine, the people you care about the most won't be surprised and the other people, you don't care about."
Jack shrugged at the conversation about his family, "Eh, when you've got five boys who are the cream of the crop, one fuck up to blame everything on isn't bad. He doesn't hate me, or is all that mean to me, so it could be worse. I stopped trying to live up to the expectations of my brothers' lives long ago."