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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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How to Save a Life Lyrics by Nickelback (can be found at http://community.livejournal.com/cynful_musings/32738.html#cutid1) a/n: It has been a very long time in the coming, but I am happy to finally say that I can post Chapter 14. I'm hopeful that 15 will not be nearly as long a wait How to save a life
The four stood in front of the fireplace breathing heavily. It had been extremely close. "I know I wasn't very careful going out, but we were proving a point. If you are going with me, we have to be even more careful."
Hermione nodded. “We need to come up with some kind of disguise for you; for all of us, really.” She began listing different glamour spells as Harry started to pace.
“Did everything go according to plan, Harry?” Lucius asked.
Ron looked up suspiciously at Harry. “Did what go according to plan?”
Harry looked at Ron and held up his hand. He didn't have time to explain everything. “Yes, everything went well. Another meeting was set up so that we could discuss the affairs in a more discreet location.”
“So, that man you were talking to, you are going to meet him again?” Ron asked, glaring as if Harry was meeting someone notorious.
“Yes, I have to meet with him again and I have to meet with him in private. If the Ministry knew that he was helping me, do you think he would still be free to roam about the country? They were killing people in there, Ron. Something needs to be done."
"But, Harry, where are you meeting him? Why are you meeting him? What is going on with you? First you get death eaters out of prison and now you meet secretly with Aurors?"
"Yes, there are criminals in there that do not need to roam the streets, but there are others in there as well. Stan Shunpike was murdered. Am I supposed to sit by idly and let them get away with his murder, all because he was a suspected Death Eater? When are you going to trust me?” Harry was frustrated. He was tired of having to explain himself. He ran his fingers through his hair.
“Alright, Harry. Ron and I will try to stop questioning everything you do. I know you are under a lot of pressure, but remember what happens when you don’t talk to us. It takes us longer to figure out the way to survive whatever you get yourself into. We still need to work on the…well you know what…” Hermione saved herself as she looked over at Lucius. "Besides, you just left us without even giving us the plan on what we need to work on. Instead you rush off to Azkaban of all places!"
“Hermione, I know. I know I have to discuss some things with you, but not everything needs to be talked about. Do you really want to hear the horror of how we found Stan’s body? Do you want to know what they do to prisoners if they even think you know any information about Voldemort? It is pure torture.”
“Harry, stop now. You do not have to describe his body. Lucius stood up and walked to where Harry was. He put his hands on Harry’s shoulders and looked into his face. “It was extremely unpleasant, but we do not need to discuss it. It would be best if your friends were left in the dark as to the state of his body. Save them the images that you and I must live with.”
Hermione sat back with her mouth open. She had never thought to see the day when Lucius Malfoy would calm Harry or the day Harry would actually listen. Harry’s anger seemed to dissolve as Lucius spoke to him. She sat back to ponder this.
Ron opened his mouth to speak, but Hermione stilled him with a hand and shook her head. She nodded at Harry and Lucius, hoping that Ron would see what was happening.
Lucius continued, ignoring the two people sitting behind them. “Harry, you have to calm down. You are in your own home and free to show emotion, but you have to learn to control your anger. It is your weakness and the Dark Lord is going to use it to torture your friends. He will kill them right in front of you and watch you fall apart. Do you want that? You need to control your temper and think rationally.”
Harry nodded and visibly wilted in front of Lucius. Lucius wrapped his arms around the boy and pulled him into a hug. “I know it is hard and you have not had years of training but you do not have any more time. We have to finish this war before he becomes stronger. That attack in Diagon Alley was to try and take me to the Dark Lord. He will stop at nothing to win. You know that. You cannot let him see this side of you.”
Hermione stood up and walked up behind Harry. She put her hands on his back and began to rub circles into it, “I never thought I would agree with Lucius Malfoy, but he is right. Voldemort knows that we are your weakness. He knows that you have a heart and you care about people. I hate not knowing everything, but if it keeps you safe, then I will deal with it. Just promise that you will tell us what you can.”
Harry nodded with his face in Lucius’ chest. Ron got up and awkwardly put his hand beside Lucius’ on Harry’s shoulder. “I’m still your best friend. I might not like everything that is going on, but you to talk to us. Small things will do, although you getting married wasn’t a small thing.”
Hermione smacked Ron over the head. “Lovely tact, Ron. Just remind him of why the entire Weasley clan was in his living room this morning.”
“What, Hermione? You know you were mad at him as well. You wanted to know why he didn’t tell you.”
Hermione stepped back from Harry and turned on Ron. “Ronald Weasley! How dare you? Can you not see that he is having a breakdown and the only person that seems to be able to calm him right now is Lucius Malfoy? Are you blind? There are things going on…”
“Which is exactly what he needs to tell us about!”
“No, he doesn’t need to tell us everything. Were you not just listening a minute ago? There are things going on that are best left unsaid. From the looks on both of their faces when they were talking about Stan, it was a gruesome mess. There are some things that we just do not need to know about!”
“But, Hermione…”
“No buts, Ronald. You listen to me…”
“Yes, mother.” Ron said with a smile. Lucius and Harry were silently laughing behind Hermione’s back as she ranted.
She looked at all three of them and glared. “I expect to know more, Harry. Ron, I expect you to listen and pay attention. Mr. Malfoy, I expect you to continue taking care of Harry. If he gets hurt, I am holding you personally responsible and I will kill you myself.” She pointed her wand at the three of them and then stormed out of the room.
“Well, I guess she told us.” Ron said with a little laugh.
“Yeah, we are definitely in trouble now. Maybe you should go talk to her, Ron. I need a nap.” Harry said with a smile, moving away from Lucius.
“I think we could all use one. Remind me to stay on my best manners with her around. She has a sharp tongue,” Lucius remarked with an amused smile as he walked out of the room. The other two laughed in agreement, while following him to their bedrooms.
Lucius placed a hand on Harry's arm at the bottom of the stairs. "May I speak with you privately?"
"Yes, come on up to my room and we can talk." Harry walked up the stairs to his room with the other man following him. He sat down on his bed and shut the door. He applied a quick silencing charm to the door.
"Did you see him?"
Harry nodded. He didn't need to know whom Lucius had asked about.
"And?"
"I gave him the ring. We are going to talk tonight after everyone is asleep. Draco and Snape are being watched closely," Harry replied. He didn't really want to disclose everything to Lucius, but he knew that he needed someone to act as a sounding board. Ron and Hermione would not understand his need to actually talk to Draco.
"Are you leaving the house?"
"He will be coming here when everyone should be asleep. He will be disguised as the person you saw when we left," Harry said with a smile.
"Do you think I would be able to see him as well?" Lucius asked. He knew that he might be asking too much to see Draco, but he had not seen his son in over a year.
Harry nodded, "I think that it will be fine, although I'm not supposed to tell anyone. You can stay up with me, waiting for him. I will bring him up here to my room so you can talk privately before I talk to him."
Lucius nodded, "That would be best. Thank you, Harry."
Harry smiled. "I'm going to take my nap now. He is going to be here at one. I should be awake long before then." He sat for a minute in thought as Lucius began to walk to the door, "Maybe we should make plans to find a safe place for both him and Snape. He said that Voldemort was on to them."
"Arrangements can be made, after the manor is taken care of. That is, unless you would like for them to live here with you. After all, it is the proper place for your husband," Lucius added with a smirk.
"Leave the husband business out of this. As it is, both of them are still fugitives. I cannot possibly keep them safe in the headquarters. There are too many people who will be coming in and out of here. Besides that, I do not know that I trust either of them. Snape has been helping me to a degree, but he could be leading me to a trap. Draco, on the other hand, has lied to me the last few months. All I have to go on is my intuition."
"I understand. I will leave you now so that you can rest." Lucius walked out the door and closed it behind him. Harry listened as he put a spell on the door to keep people away. Harry lay back on his bed. He never would have imagined that he would get along with Lucius Malfoy, let alone trust him with secrets. Something was definitely not right in the universe.
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Harry woke to the sound of someone knocking on the door. He rubbed his eyes, feeling like he had actually gotten a decent sleep. He opened the door with a wave of his wand and saw Lucius there. "I wanted to make sure you were up in plenty of time to be presentable. I convinced Mrs. Weasley that you needed sleep and not dinner. She held a plate for you in the kitchen."
"What time is it?" he asked as he sat up in his bed.
"It is nearly midnight. If I'm not mistaken this is the first good sleep you have had in days, correct?"
"Yes, it is. I haven't slept well in quite some time." Harry stood up and ran his fingers through his hair. "I should probably shower and change first. Ron and Hermione are still up, aren't they?"
"They appear to be waiting for you. Hermione has been doing quite a bit of research today." Lucius seemed amused by this.
"You’ll get used to Hermione after a while. She is always studying. Somehow I think we are going to have to give them a sleeping potion to get them into bed," Harry sighed. "Alright, I'm going to go make myself presentable. I will be down to eat in just a bit."
Lucius nodded and walked out of the room. Harry stretched and realized that he didn't have any dreams this time. He wondered why. Shaking off those thoughts, he walked to his bathroom and took a quick shower.
When he finished, he dressed carefully. This was the first time he would really see Draco. He pulled on a green t-shirt and some blue jeans. He was still casual enough to not look like he dressed up, but he knew he looked good. He shook his head. He didn't know why he cared, but he did. He walked down the stairs after running his fingers through his wet hair. He decided it was time to face his best friends.
Harry walked down the stairs, not really wanting to talk to anyone but knowing he would have to. He walked into the kitchen and Hermione and Ron looked up at him.
“It’s about time you got up, Harry. Mum was about to have a fit until Mr. Malfoy calmed her down. Still don’t know how he did it,” Ron said with his mouth full of a sandwich.
“Did you sleep well? I would have to say you needed it, if you slept that long.”
Harry smiled at his friends. “It was the first time I have slept without dreams in quite some time. It was actually pretty peaceful.”
Hermione smiled. “Well, I’m off to bed. I will have to tell you about the research that I have been doing tomorrow. I’m tired now.” She looked at Ron pointedly, “Aren’t you tired too, Ronald? Didn’t you want to get some sleep now?”
Ron looked up at her and shook his head. It took him a minute before he realized that they were going to be alone. “Yeah, I’m exhausted. Let me walk you up, Hermione.”
Harry laughed as the two of them rushed out. “You know, it isn’t like they didn’t have the whole afternoon to themselves.”
“Yes, but during the afternoon there were many adults supervising them,” Lucius said with a smirk. “Let them enjoy themselves. I just hope that someone in that family taught them a proper contraceptive spell. Weasleys are worse than rabbits.”
Although Harry felt a bit disloyal, he had to laugh at that statement. “I wouldn't worry about it, really. Hermione, Ron, and I have had that talk already. In fact, she sat us down and made sure we knew proper wand movements for specific spells. It was so embarrassing!" He checked the time on his watch before adding, “Do you think we should go to the other room now and make sure the door gets locked?”
“Yes, by all means, let’s.”
The two of them walked into the room with the fireplace and pulled up a couple of chairs. That chatted about nothing in particular as they waited, the time going by very slowly. Both men were tired of talk about the weather by the time they heard the floo. They both looked up to see Draco come in regally, while looking like a guard at Azkaban.
Lucius stood up and walked over to him. He pulled him into his arms and held him tightly. Harry sat back and watched the moment between father and son. He silently slipped to the other room, leaving the two of them alone. He slowly walked up the steps to his room. He trusted Lucius to bring Draco to him when they were finished.
Harry lay back on his bed, tossing his practice snitch in the air and catching it. He didn’t know what he was going to say to Draco. He didn’t know how he was going to react.
He stood up and began to pace around his room. He looked at his watch at least forty times in the space of five minutes. He knew he shouldn’t have left the two Malfoys alone. He knew he shouldn’t. They were going to hatch a plan. He didn’t care about any truce he had made with Lucius. Neither of them would have changed.
He moved to his dresser and put the snitch back in its box and looked at his watch again. What was taking so long?
Harry began to pace again. Maybe Lucius was updating Draco on the changes that had taken place; he could only hope.
He ran his hand through his hair and looked at the watch again; six long minutes had gone by. Harry didn’t even know why he was so anxious to talk to the git. It was all Draco’s fault that he felt this nervous. The pacing began again.
Harry’s thoughts rambled on through his head, none making more sense than the last. Seven long minutes he had waited to talk to Draco. Seven long minutes before he could wring his neck. He knew now that was exactly what he was going to do. He would kill him and then Harry wouldn’t have to worry about being married to him anymore.
He stormed to his door and started to open it. Right outside was Draco, arm poised to knock. “It’s about bloody time you get up here!” Harry hissed at him as he opened the door wider for the other boy to enter.
Draco smirked. “It would seem the Boy Wonder missed me, or I am very much mistaken,” he said sarcastically as he walked into Harry’s room. He looked around with his nose slightly in the air. “So this is home sweet home, eh Potter?”
Harry felt his face turned a lovely red as he shut the door and placed the strongest Silencing Charm he knew on the door. “Home, sweet fucking home? What the hell, Malfoy? I find out by owl that I’m fucking married to you and all I get from you is you turning your nose up at my house!”
Draco had the audacity to smirk again as he continued walking around the cluttered room. “You know, you could have at least cleaned it up a bit for me.” He pulled out a drawer randomly. “The least you could have done was save room for some of my clothes. I don’t require very many at this time, but that would have been the courteous thing to do.”
Harry whipped out his wand and aimed it at Draco. “How dare you come in here, insult my house and then demand to have space for your clothes! You are nothing but a filthy, lying, little Death Eater who couldn’t even accomplish his one task! Give me one reason as to why I shouldn’t kill you right now!”
Draco stopped inspecting Harry’s clothes and looked over at the man who was his husband. “Simply put, Potter, you can’t legally get away with killing me now. I am your spouse.” Draco waved his hand in the air, flashing the ring Harry had put on it earlier in the day. “You have sworn to protect me with every ounce of your blood. No matter what I may or may not have done, you cannot harm me.” He put the shirt he was holding back in the drawer, quite a bit neater than the way he had found it. “Besides that, who else is going to help you win this war? The weasel? Ha!”
Harry’s temper was beginning to get the best of him. “His name is Ron and he is my best friend. If you are going to be my so-called husband, you need to learn to respect him,” Harry demanded. “How do you think you are going to help me win the war?”
Draco smiled and walked over to the bed. He sat down, still completely calm ignoring Harry’s tirade. “You know, I think you should have actually carried me over the threshold, but I guess since the consummation of the relationship happened awhile back it really doesn’t matter.”
“Consummation of the relationship!” Harry’s eyes were bulging out of his head. “I’m talking war and you are talking about sex!”
Draco laughed, “Of course, my darling husband. Without the consummation of our relationship, I would not be here right now. I would not be guaranteed to survive this war. Granted, I have to make sure you don’t manage to get yourself killed off.
“Speaking of which, Snape sends his regards. He was going to send a howler with me, but I convinced him that the entire household did not need to know that I was here tonight.”
“You can tell that murderer that I will see him and he is going to pay dearly for the death of Dumbledore!”
Draco looked at the raging man in front of him. “Do you seriously still believe it wasn’t planned?”
“He killed Dumbledore!” Harry shouted.
“Dumbledore told him to!” Draco raised his voice to match Harry’s. “Do you honestly believe that I would still be alive if it weren’t planned? They had to keep me in the dark so that their superior plan could come off without a hitch. They expected me to fail. Everyone expected me to fail.”
Draco stood up and walked over to Harry keeping eye contact as he spoke. “I was the one that was set up. I never imagined that Snape was working for the light. He knew what I was assigned. He knew that I couldn’t kill him. If he had told me half of what he was doing then I could have done something differently. As it was, I was working on pure instinct.” He was directly in front of Harry, glaring at him as the anger built in him. “I knew that I needed to find a way to get Death Eaters into the castle. I knew that I needed to find a way to kill Dumbledore. My mother’s life was at stake. My father was in prison. I had to do what I could for my family.”
Draco was standing directly in front of Harry now. His calm composure slipped with each word from his mouth. Harry watched the façade fade. “I realized too late that I needed to get out from under the Dark Lord’s thumb. He did not know that I was a Metamorphmagus. Snape only knew because he was my godfather. I had to find a way to escape, and you fell into my lap literally on the train. I knew that if you believed that I was my cousin then there would be a way to survive and save my family as well.”
“What the bloody hell, Draco? You planned to marry me the night you broke my nose!” Harry screamed at him. “When did you realize you were going to stomp on my heart and rip it out? What made you think that I wouldn’t kill you when I found out?”
Draco smirked. “Remember the spell. You cannot hurt me. I just took advantage of a way I could survive. Besides, you take personal responsibility for anyone that is close to you. With you married to me, my parents would both be safe even if I should die at his hands. I did what I had to do to save my family.”
“What you had to do? You could have just not joined the Death Eaters! You could have not gone to Voldemort.”
“The Dark Lord did not give me a choice, Harry,” Draco said softly, the passion leaving his voice. “He knew the care my father was receiving in Azkaban. He knew that the Aurors would end up killing him. He had my mother with threats. He had me right where he wanted me.”
“All you had to do was go to Dumbledore and talk to him! He could have saved you. He wanted to save you before Snape killed him. He gave you the option!”
“How do you know that?” Draco’s eyes narrowed as he watched Harry’s anger boil. “You don’t know what happened that night.”
“I don’t know what happened that night? Where the hell have you been Draco? I was standing on the tower right behind you. I heard every word. I listened to Dumbledore trying to convince you. I watched the other Death Eaters come out and encourage you to kill him. I watched, unable to move, as Snape killed him and dragged you off. I felt his death more than you can even imagine. His spell held me in place until the moment he died and I could do nothing!”
“You watched the entire scene?” Draco asked quietly. “You saw everything?”
“Yes and I know you had a choice! I know he wanted to protect you. You stood there and did nothing and let Snape kill him!”
“I didn’t let Snape kill him. Were you not listening to me? He told me that it had been planned for months, since before school started. They were working closely together. I didn’t trust Snape. I thought he wanted my glory. Then I thought that if I failed he would be the one to kill me.”
“And somewhere in all of this you planned on seducing me?”
Draco looked into Harry’s eyes. “Falling in love with you was not something I planned.” He ran his hand along Harry’s cheek softly. “The first night I just wanted to see if I could convince you that I was her. I did not think I would have to become her to keep you away from what I was doing. I guess it helped that she was stationed at Hogwarts this past year. I wasn’t out of place too much.”
“Why did you have to go through with it? Why did you take it to another level?” Harry had gotten quieter, he felt the fire dying within him.
Draco smiled at Harry. “You may not believe this, but it was more because I was curious about you. At first I needed to prove that I could hold my shape. Then I decided the Dark Lord would be pleased if I could hand you over. Not long after I started having those thoughts I looked into your eyes. I realized that there was something special in you. I finally saw what everyone else sees, the hero, the friend, the boyfriend. I guess I never noticed it because you would always look at me with hatred. I can’t help falling for you, so pure and innocent. I had to have you by any means I could find.”
“You performed a bonding spell with me!”
“You didn’t object at the time. You willingly submitted yourself to me.”
“I thought you were someone else.”
“You knew who I was; your eyes deceived you, but you knew who I was. I was never dishonest with you with anything I ever said or did in that room. You fell in love with me. ME! Not her. Not the red-headed bitch, but me! You are mine now and neither of them can have you.” Lightning streaked through Draco’s eyes as his possessive nature came out.
“How can you have someone when you weren’t even honest with them!” The room shivered with magical tension.
Draco pushed Harry back onto the bed. “You are mine, Harry. No one else can claim you.”
Harry sat up on the bed glaring at the blond, his temper taking control of him. “Excuse me? No one can claim me...”
Draco pushed him down on the bed and forced his lips onto Harry’s, bruising them as he stopped Harry from replying further. He put his anger into the kiss, claiming every part of Harry’s mouth. “Tonight you are going to be mine completely; no one else’s. No more pretending.” He kissed him again, holding Harry’s arms down.
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