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Changing Faces	By : WynterRose Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 7087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Changing Faces ~ Chapter 10 Spoilers: HBP, OotP, GoF, PoA, CoS, SS/PS Summary: Harry begins his quest after HBP. Pairings: H/G, H/T, T/L, R/Hr, various others. SLASH is coming...i promise Warnings: Well, besides the obvious that there will be mega spoilers to HBP in here, there will be slash. Yes, I might be doing a bit of het, but honestly do we really feel that I can not slash something. Hmmm, maybe it will have to be my new OTP Dobby/Kreacher. As of right now, no major warnings though. Disclaimer: I am playing with my toys. I’m making this world so much better, the way it should have been…yes…that is it. I promise to put them back the way I found them and I promise not to break them…just toy with their emotions for awhile. All of my love to my amazing betas burningchaos, ravenpan, and luciology. Without them, I would have given up ages ago. They know how to pamper my brain when I need the encouraging, the courage to say cyn that stinks, and the patience to listen to me complain about how Lucius isn't cooperating or Draco is being a prima-donna. At any given point one or all three will yell at me for the exact same thing. I love them all very dearly! Merry Christmas guys. You are all awesome. I have also aquired a new cheerleader who yells at me if I don't update. I love you hd_otp you encourage me in everything and are totally awesome. In addition to those already mentioned there is one person that needs special recognition. He encouraged me to fight off the depression that I am sunk in and actually work on writing. He is totally awesome and I am now worshipping the ground he walks on as well, shinjirou. Thank you! And a special thank you to the mysterious friend who sent my inspiration to me. *blows kisses* You guys are awesome! Chapter 10 ~ Forgotten ~ Avril Lavigne Lyrics can be found at my journal
Harry sat in his bed, heart pounding. There was no way that that could have happened. He would have remembered it. He knew that he had not willing performed any spells with Tonks. That had to be something else.
Harry got up and walked to his desk. He looked out the window into the night air. Everything was quiet. He did a quick tempus to see the time, 3 a.m. He groaned. He knew there was no way that he would be able to go back to sleep now.
He was tempted to close his eyes just to see if he could reach the other side of his connection. He was suddenly afraid of what he might find out. He turned back to the window and opened it, hoping the chill of the night would calm him. He saw, in the distance, a bird flying towards his house. He watched as the owl flew directly to him and lifted his leg so that Harry could remove the parchment.
Harry took the parchment and gave the owl a treat. He didn't know who would send him an owl in the middle of the night, but he knew it had to be important. The owl looked tired and seemed as if he were waiting for a response. Harry let him into Hedwig's cage while he performed revelo on the document for any curses before he opened it.
He sat down at the desk and opened the document. It was a copy of a letter to the Ministry of Magic stating that upon the Twenty-ninth day of June, Nineteen Hundred and Ninety-Seven at approximately 12:00 a.m., Draco Malfoy completed the Body, Soul, and Mind Binding with one Harry James Potter. The two are now looked upon in the Wizarding community as being legally wed and no Wizard, Muggle, or other magical being can separate the two.
Harry dropped the letter, which was stamped by the Ministry as approved. His face paled in the dim lighting of his room. He absolutely refused to believe it. He looked down at the letter again and it seemed to look up at him and laugh. Harry began to hyperventilate. "No, no, no!" He threw a book across the room and hit the wall. "We didn't! No! It can't be true." Silently the wards went up around his room so that he wouldn't disturb anyone else as he destroyed the wardrobe. The black owl just looked at him and blinked.
Harry sank to his knees and let his head fall to them. His breathing was coming in rushed and his face had flushed. He looked back over to the seemingly innocent document. He stood up and walked over to it. He then saw there was a letter and envelope attached to it.
Emerald,
You should receive this upon waking from your last dream. I could not send it until I knew that you remembered that night as well as I do. There was a small memory charm placed on our wedding night until it was safe for you to remember. The ministry just received their letter an hour ago. It was delayed so that the Dark Lord would not know until you were away from Hogwarts.
It was a magical night reserved for lovers. It was the last chance that we could perform anything to protect both of us from this war that neither of us wanted to join.
I'm sorry I had to deceive you, but there were no other options.
You have the blood protection from your mother, and now you have the blood protection of the Malfoys - which is just as strong.
You have my father, somewhere. It is best that I don't know where, in case I fall into the hands of the ever-illustrious fraternity that my father joined against his wishes. I do, however, wish to see you again, as soon as possible. There are details that we must work out.
Without the simple ceremony we had, you would be on your own as you fought to win this war. This way, you have help whenever you need it. All you have to do is call upon my name and I will be there. Please accept my apologies for not telling you everything up front, but I know your heart; it beats only for me. I promised you my heart, my body, and my soul; and they are all yours to do with as you will.
The spell has been completed. Please place the ring upon your finger. It will be used to show your status and keep that redheaded bitch away from you. I will await, patiently, the return ring, which I know you have in your vault.
The HBP is giving me dirty looks as I write, so I must hurry. He will be in contact soon. I'm sure you know the next step. I will be waiting for you.
Archimedes will reside with you until you have the ring, and then he will deliver it safely to me. There is no need to add a tracking spell to him; he will not know where he is going, only that he has been ordered to a specific location where he will meet another.
I do love you, my hero, although I'm sure you doubt it.
Please give my warmest regards to my father.
Silver
Harry didn't notice the tears falling from his face as he read the undeniable proof that he had married the Malfoy heir. Gone were his choices. Gone were his future children. He was now legally bound to the blond ponce.
He sat at the window and looked out until the sun came up over the horizon. He got dressed quickly, knowing that he needed to talk to Lucius. Harry penned a note to his aunt before leaving the house, simply stating that he would bring a gentleman by later to protect the house. He Apparated to Grimmauld Place taking Archimedes with him.
He arrived at the house. He slammed the door and went into the library where he began to pace. He was frustrated. He hadn’t had any sleep. He was now, supposedly, a married man who missed the ceremony.
He wanted to barge into Lucius’ room and demand a few answers from the man, but he knew that the man needed to sleep a bit longer. He continued to pace, ignoring Winky when she came in to see if he needed anything.
Harry muttered and complained as he walked around the room. Dobby came in shortly after Winky had left and told him that breakfast was ready if Master Harry wanted it. Harry ignored the elf and continued on in his self-absorbed mind.
“Harry, the house-elves have mentioned that you are going to need new carpet in here. I’m sure that we can find the interior decorator that Narcissa uses for when you wear the carpet out,” Lucius drawled, as he walked into the library after Harry arrived. The man was immaculately dressed in new clothes. Harry assumed that Winky or Dobby had gone to the Manor and procured the clothes for him. That didn’t matter, though. There were much more pressing matters.
“Forget the carpet, Lucius,” Harry said quickly, “we seem to have a larger problem on our hands and I absolutely need you to help me out of this.”
Lucius looked at the younger man and nodded. “Let’s adjourn to the kitchen and discuss this over the breakfast table. It is still quite early and I’m sure those Muggles didn’t feed you this morning.”
Harry looked at the man in shock, “How did you know I went home?”
“It is quite simple, Harry. You have to stay there long enough for the blood protection. I woke in the middle of the night and Dobby was about to get you. I told him there was no need since I planned on going back to sleep. I must say that your bedrooms are quite comfortable. If my body were not used to the prison then I’m sure I would still be lying there sleeping.”
Harry looked up at Lucius and wondered if Dobby was going back on his word. He had specifically told him to come get him when Lucius woke. Then again, if Lucius had gone back to bed, there was no reason for him to have come back.
Lucius watched the boy’s emotions float over his face. He could tell that he had not slept the previous night; in fact, he’d probably not slept in about a week. He motioned for Harry to lead the way to the kitchen.
Harry reluctantly walked out of the library and to the kitchen. Winky had outdone herself now that she had someone to take care of again. He looked at the food spread across the table and groaned. He sat down and grabbed a slice of toast with jam. Lucius ate light as well, with just a bit of egg and toast. He looked to Harry as if waiting for an explanation.
Harry took a deep breath and threw the toast down. “I’m sorry, I just can’t eat this.”
“Harry, come now. We are going to be spending quite a bit of time together from now on. By the time we part ways, you will be able to control your anger and not let anyone know how you are feeling,” Lucius said slowly, watching the boy’s reaction.
“Apparently, we are going to spend even more time together than we had originally planned,” Harry stated vehemently.
Lucius watched expressions play across Harry’s face. Something had happened after he had gone home last night. Something had caused this boy to go into a near-hysterical state. “What is the matter, Harry?”
“According to your son, I am lawfully wedded to him. How in all the bloody blazing levels of hell could I have possibly have married your son? Without knowing it?” Harry practically screamed at the other man. He stood up, knocking his chair over. “I’m sorry, I need to walk or something. I cannot sit here quietly.”
Lucius was stunned. He stared as the young man walked out of the room before following close behind him. “What do you mean? How did you marry my son?”
Harry shook his head and handed Lucius the letter that had been sent from the Ministry. He couldn’t talk; he began to pace again. He ignored Lucius reading the document and ignored Arthur when he came through the floo. He continued to pace.
“Harry,” Arthur tried to stop him. “Harry, we have got to talk.”
Harry continued to walk. Arthur looked at Lucius who looked as dumbfounded as he felt. “Harry, how in the world did you marry Draco Malfoy? Why didn’t you tell me?”
Harry looked at both men and sighed. “I don’t know how I did it. All I want to know is, how do I undo it?”
“Are you sure this is a legal document?” Lucius asked Mr. Weasley.
“As official as they come, Lucius,” he sighed, knowing what the other man held in his hand.
“Then Harry, why aren’t you wearing the Malfoy ring? You need to wear the ring for your own protection,” he said.
Harry stopped pacing and gaped at Lucius. “You want me to put that blasted ring on? YOU? How could you possibly even want me as a son-in-law, let alone want me to have some kind of protection that your name holds?”
“Harry, you don’t understand. That ring is only given when a true wedding takes place. The Malfoys belong to an ancient line, and as such that rings shows that you are under their protection. Nothing can touch you. There are many spells woven into the magic of the ring.” Lucius walked over to Harry and put his hands on Harry's shoulders. "If my son has chosen you for his husband, then he has obviously seen what is within the depths of your heart. I would be proud to have you as a son."
Harry couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He sat down right where he was, in the middle of the floor. “I don’t care about the bloody protection. I want to know how in the fuck I got married and how I can get out of it.”
“Harry, please calm down. We will get to the bottom of this,” Arthur said calmly. “What happened between yesterday and this morning?”
He opened his mouth to speak, but the words wouldn’t come. He knew he was going to have to talk about his illicit affair, but he didn’t want it known that Draco could switch forms. For some reason, he felt that that should remain secret for now.
“I have been having strange dreams,” he said cautiously. “Strange dreams involving Malfoy. Last night was the worst. We stood in front of a table. We drew blood and then repeated an oath. When I woke up, an owl dropped this letter off to me.”
He felt like his world was being totally torn apart. He had nothing left to keep him going.
“Harry, this dream, was it really a dream or possibly a forgotten memory?” Lucius asked cautiously, knowing that Harry was trying to keep something a secret.
“It felt like a memory, but I don’t remember it! If I don’t remember it, how can it have happened?” he demanded.
Arthur shook his head. “I wish there were something I could do, son. The family is going to be upset enough over this, but the spell that was performed bound the two of you together, whether you remember it or not. There is no way that this document could have been forged. It was sitting on my desk when I got to work this morning.”
Harry nodded and then put his head in his knees, wanting the world to disappear. Arthur seemed to notice this. In a strange move, he pulled Lucius to the side. “I realize that there is not any love lost between the two of us, but please take care of Harry. He needs someone to look after him. I’m afraid he is just going to keep shutting everyone out.”
"He has begun to shut out his friends, then?" Lucius asked.
Arthur inclined his head. "Yes, he is pushing people away. I have watched him do it when he is afraid that someone will get hurt. I do not know how this is going to affect him."
"Is there anything that I need to be aware of for the immediate future? I plan for him to succeed, especially now."
"Just keep him close and be there if he wants to talk. It has been a rough few weeks for him. He is going to close himself off."
Lucius nodded as his long-time enemy asked for his help. He just kept his eyes on the boy sitting in the middle of a room, crying silently. “I will care for him as if he were my own son, Arthur. Too much is at stake, and we will get him through this so he can fulfill his destiny.”
Arthur nodded at the other man. They apparently had a truce, though the truce only consisted of taking care of Harry. “I must floo back to the office. I am going to have to intercept quite a few questions about this ‘happy occasion’ that I’m sure my supervisors will love.” He took a step toward the fireplace and stopped. He looked at the other man, “He needs someone in his life to take care of him. Someone that will love him. Please make sure that happens. I don’t know how he ended up married to Draco, and I’m sure I don’t want the sordid details, but he is going to need someone.”
He nodded at Arthur as he continued to watch the boy. “I will take care of him. After all he is a Malfoy now.” He turned as the other man left through the fireplace. He walked to the trembling boy and pulled him into his arms. He sat back on the couch and held him as he cried.
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