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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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Chapter List
- 17
- 18
Harry and Snape went up and joined the others in the Great Hall. While they were in the dungeons planning for the next day, the others found the last of the horcruxes. With the professors that were still at Hogwarts, Hermione, Lucius, and Ron were able to destroy the horcruxes. With the added magic of the professors, there was no visible weakening of the wizards and witches.
Everyone gathered in the Great Hall to talk about the plans for the final battle and the excitement of finding the horcruxes in the Room of Requirement. Although the professors were wary of Lucius and Snape, they still had their own fellowship, ignoring that there were three teens eating with them. There was an underlying excitement running through the dinner party. For the professors, they were finally seeing Dumbledore's plan come to fruition. His presence was missed, but they did not let that spoil their mood.
Harry kept glancing down the table to his father-in-law and Snape. He was sure that Lucius was not aware of the plan he had made with Snape as of yet, but that would change as soon as dinner was over. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat talking about the horcruxes. They tried to keep their entire meal light-hearted.
The pressure of the next day finally got to them. Snape stood up and beckoned Harry to come with him. "Mr. Potter, I have a few more details that we need to discuss. I would like for you to stay in my quarters tonight."
"But…"
Ron started to reply, "That is just wrong! You can't…"
Harry glanced at his friends. "It's okay, guys. You two go and spend tonight together. I need to be finalize the plans tonight."
"Come along. We will practice Occlumency tonight and then you will sleep. At noon we will face the Dark Lord." Snape turned, not waiting for anyone else to give an argument.
Harry quickly hugged Hermione and Ron. "I love you guys. I really need to be in the dungeons tonight."
Hermione wiped a tear from her eye as he turned and followed their professor. Lucius followed behind him.
"Well, you two can go up to Gryffindor tower and rest tonight. We will have breakfast served at 9 am promptly. I expect you both to be here," said Professor McGonagall as she led the others out of the Great Hall and to Gryffindor Tower.
~~*~~
Harry slowed enough so that Lucius would walk with him. They were silent on their trek through the dungeons. Snape led them to the Slytherin Common Room. "The fireplace has been connected to the manor."
Lucius nodded. "Thank you, Severus." He stepped into the fireplace and disappeared quickly.
Harry went to step into the fireplace, but was stopped by Snape grabbing his arm. He faced his professor.
"I expect you here by 6 am. The others will begin getting ready by eight. You and I need to be finished before they have a chance to realize that we had a different plan that will have us back in Hogwarts by the time they are having breakfast."
"Yes, sir, I understand." Harry stepped into the fireplace to go and find his husband.
Harry slid out of the fireplace to find the room empty. He had hoped that once Lucius had arrived there, Draco would be waiting for him. He rushed out of the entry room and into the main part of the house. He took the stairs two at a time, going on memory to find his room.
He slammed the door open and marched in quickly. The blond turned from the window when he walked in. Harry didn't give him a chance to say anything before crossing the room and pulling him into his arms and kissing him. He pulled back and looked into the stormy grey eyes. "I love you, Draco."
"Harry…"
"There is no time to talk. I face him tomorrow. Tonight I want to make love to my husband."
Draco ran his hand through Harry's hair. He pulled Harry in for a kiss. He wrapped himself around Harry. He ended the kiss and looked into his husband's eyes again. "I love you, Harry." He took Harry's hand and walked him to the bed.
They stripped slowly, enjoying every tender caress passing between the two. Their kisses claiming the other's body; their fingers clasping as the passion increased. Soft words were whispered onto hot skin. Cries of ecstasy echoed off of the ceiling.
They fell asleep wrapped around each other. For the first time since Dumbledore had died, they both slept peacefully, never breaking the hold they had on each other.
Harry woke quietly. He lay in bed listening to Draco's breathing. He was not sure how they had got to where they were, but he felt happy just holding the other man. He slid his hand down Draco's back in a soft caress. He knew it was time to get up, but he didn't want to move.
He slipped out of the bed quietly and got dressed. He leaned in and kissed Draco one last time. Harry made his way to the door and turned back one last time, closing the door as Draco whispered his name.
Harry ran down the steps and back to the foyer. He flooed back to the castle and into Snape's chambers. The other man was waiting for him.
"You are early, Mr. Potter. Eager to meet your destiny?"
Harry wiped a bit of moisture out of his eye. "I'm ready to live again. Let's do this."
Professor Snape conjured a Patronus and sent the doe to meet Voldemort. They quickly left the castle. Snape said that they had approximately ten minutes to get there. "You remember the plan?"
"Yes, I remember. I stand there and let Tom kill me. I will either be immediately be resurrected and kill him or you will kill him and get me to the infirmary." Harry walked on, focused on their destination just past the gates. He was breathing heavily. Images of Draco were flowing through his mind. Flashes of the memories created with Ron and Hermione at Hagrid's Hut followed those. Memories of many things crossed his mind, including the last time he faced Snape as an enemy. "Do you realize that I am putting my trust in you?"
Snape nodded. "I am aware of this, Mr. Potter. I know I have not earned the trust, except through the Headmaster. It has been a pleasure teaching you this last day. It was as if you truly wished to learn."
Harry smirked. "I guess I did want to learn to survive."
He watched as Snape created a magical barrier just past the gates of Hogwarts. As soon as Voldemort was there, Snape would seal the dome. He took a deep breath as he watched Voldemort apparate in. His scar began to hurt as Voldemort walked closer to them.
"So you have finally succeeded, Severus," Voldemort hissed. "Welcome, Mr. Potter. Today is a joyous day, your death."
Snape knelt on the ground before Voldemort, whispering the sealing spell before the Death Eaters could come any closer.
"Nice to see you, too, Tom. Although, I think today is the day you will die." Harry lifted his head higher, fighting the pain in his scar. He locked eyes with his enemy.
"First I shall kill you, then I shall kill your husband. He has betrayed me." Voldemort looked past Harry seeing something in the distance. "He is coming to meet his demise, it seems. I shall enjoy torturing him."
Harry saw Snape stiffen, but did not move. He turned and watched the blond running towards them. "If you are going to kill me, then do it. No matter what happens to me, you will be dead today."
Voldemort focused on him again and laughed. "In a hurry to die, Harry? Avada Kedavra"
A green light filled the dome.. "HARRY!" Draco screamed as his lover fell to the ground. He watched as Voldemort collapsed as well. "Severus, do something!" Snape heard him fall to the ground and begin to sob.
Snape looked up and quickly turned to Harry. He made sure Harry still had his wand. "Come on, Harry. Fight for this. You have to finish it."
"Severus, let us in! He has to be killed!" Lucius yelled over the confusion of the stunning the Death Eaters that were trying to get to Draco.
All action stopped when there was a groan from Harry. He turned his head towards Snape. "Is he dead," he croaked.
"Not yet." Snape helped him to stand up. They faced Voldemort together. The other wizard was aiming his wand as they both yelled the spells they had practiced. The strength of the combined enemy and follower destroyed the Dark Lord. His body caught fire and burned.
As the ashes scattered on the ground, Harry collapsed. Snape lowered the dome. He took note of his surrounds and watch Order members gathering up the last of the Death Eaters. Draco ran to Harry, but was pulled back by Kingsley Shacklebolt. "HARRY!"
~~*~~
Narcissa was sitting by his bed in the middle of the night. He finally started to stir as she wiped his brow with a cool cloth. “Shhh. We don’t want to be rushed out of the infirmary for disturbing any patients,” she said with a smile. “You need to rest so that you can come home to your husband. He needs you, Harry.”
He closed his eyes and fell back to sleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was a bright new day. He left the infirmary surrounded by his family. His dark head shone around the red headed Weasleys. He remained quiet and did not mention the lack of blonds around him. The first party was at Hogwarts that day. They celebrated into the night.
Harry asked once where Lucius was. Arthur put his hand on his shoulder and walked him out of the room. “He chose to go home and spend this time of celebration with his wife. He had not seen her in quite some time.” That was the last time he questioned this. He was then ushered from party to party, always in constant demand; one award after the other in a never-ceasing cycle.
Harry collapsed onto his bed at Grimmauld Place one evening. Ron and Hermione were down the hall from him. The rest of the family had gone home. Harry pulled off his tie and threw it to the ground. He had dark circles under his eyes. He knew that if he had to face one more party he would scream.
“Dobby!”
“Yes, Master Harry, sir?” Dobby popped in front of him. “How cans I be helping you with?”
“Please make sure that I don’t have anywhere to go tomorrow. I’m tired.”
“But you be having the Ball at the Ministry!”
Harry groaned. “Not another ball!”
Dobby gripped a towel between his hands. “Not to be interfering, sir, but when is Master Draco coming?”
Harry looked at Dobby. “When? I don’t know. He hasn’t even had enough courage to show his face to me in over a week!”
Dobby bit his lip as he looked at the lamp as if to punish himself. “But shouldn’t you be bringing him into the house since you is the master of the house?”
“What are you talking about, Dobby?”
“The master is always bringing the wife home. It’s the master’s job.”
Harry sat down on his bed. “Is that why he hasn’t come? I thought he was just happy to not be forced into hiding anymore. Thank you, Dobby.”
Harry lay in his bed and thought. Did he really want Draco to be in his life? Apparently the next move was up to him. He hadn’t thought in terms of romance since the battle. The ache that had been plaguing him for weeks had diminished. What did he want? What would it take for him to be happy?
Was it just the dream that he had had in his head of his love for Tonks? Was he ready to just forget the heavy ring lying cold on his finger? What did he really want from life; people worshiping him for killing Voldemort or someone that had always told him the painful truth?
After a long sleepless night, Harry got up the next morning. He threw on some clothes and left the house. He didn’t tell anyone where he was going. He apparated to the Manor and walked inside the gates. He stood staring at the massive white building in front of him. It was beautiful, but would he ever consider himself a part of it?
He took a deep breath and walked purposely forward. He knocked on the front doors of the manor, waiting for someone to answer. He paced impatiently outside of the front doors. He heard the click of the door opening and turned to face his father-in-law. “Lucius.”
Lucius gazed at him with stone cold eyes. “Yes, Mr. Potter. How can I help you today?”
Harry looked at him strangely. “Lucius? What’s wrong?”
The older man stepped out of the house and shut the door behind him. “You come to my house and talk to me as if you are my equal. You have the audacity to even think that we would wish to speak with you after everything that has happened. Well you are wrong, Mr. Potter. We are not here to be used and only brought out for your convenience.”
Harry stepped back. He had not been treated this way by Lucius since before the war. “I don’t know what you are talking about. Where did you disappear to? You were staying with me and then you were gone.”
“I was told that you no longer needed our services. I was also reminded that I was out of bounds being out of prison. I would like to know what has happened to my prison appeal, Mr. Potter, or have you forgotten and are ready to just place me and my family into prison despite our efforts in the war?”
Harry felt as if he had been smacked. “What are you talking about? There hasn’t been any talk about you going back to Azkaban. I didn’t take you from there just to put you back in. I don’t understand.”
Lucius gazed at the boy in front of him with cold hard eyes. “Then why are you not even showing support of your family by taking your husband out with you? Every morning he reads the paper and tells us which soiree you have attended, all without the respect that is due to him. Without our support, you would not have won the war.”
“I’m here now. I have been so caught up with people pushing me here and there. I’m here now. Where is he? I need to talk to him.”
Lucius laughed. “I don’t think he is interested at the moment. The picture of Ginny Weasley holding onto your arm rather tightly had him in a bit of a mood this morning.”
Harry saw red. “I have been faithful to my so-called husband since we have exchanged our vows. I have been completely honest with him…”
“And you told him that you didn’t love him in your parting words to him before the battle.”
“He started it! Besides I told him that I did love him that night.” Harry began to pace again. “I don’t know why I have been kept away from you and I don’t know who is threatening you. I’m not going to stand for it!” He stopped pacing and looked at Lucius. “Lucius, please, you have to believe me. You are my family now. I wouldn’t send you to prison, not with all the effort and change you have made since we left.”
Lucius gazed into the earnest green eyes and saw the truth behind his words. “Harry.”
Harry closed his eyes before staring at the man before him. “I can’t lose you now. You have become my father in so many ways. In a short time, I turned to you when I had a problem. I would talk to you about how I should act or even dress. I never had a real father before and you…”
Lucius wiped the tear that was in the corner of his eye and pulled the boy in for a hug. He held him tightly. “It’s good to have you back, Harry.” He kissed the top of Harry’s head.
Snape was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, listening to the exchange. “Oh Lord, do we have to put up with Potter again?”
“Shut it, Severus. He is family.”
“Please. If he were so worried about his ‘family,’ he would be in the gardens looking for his husband.”
Harry pushed away from his father-in-law and stared at Snape. He couldn’t believe that Snape had just told him where to find Draco. “Thanks!” He pushed past both men and ran into the manor. He skidded past Narcissa with a wave and ran out the back door.
Harry followed the path that Draco had taken him down not too long ago. He found him sitting at the lake, throwing stones in. “Draco…”
Draco turned around and saw Harry standing there. He stood up and dusted off his trousers. “Harry.”
Harry closed the distance between them and pulled Draco into his arms for a deep kiss. He held on for dear life as if nothing else would save him. He raised his head and stared into the silver eyes. “I love you.”
Draco blinked. “You love me, really?” he questioned softly.
Harry just nodded. That is when he saw the fire burning in Draco’s eyes. “You love me and this is how you show me. Dancing all night long with that scheming red-headed hag! How many times have I told you that you are mine, dammit. She had her claws all over you!”
Harry closed his eyes and sighed softly. “I promise, she won’t have them on me ever again. I’m all yours.” He pulled the resistant man back into his arms and kissed him softly. “Are you ready to move in with me? I’m going to have Dobby and Kreacher begin on the repairs that you have already requested.”
Draco laughed and then smiled at his husband. “Do you really think it will be that easy to make me happy?”
Harry joined him in the laughter. “Merlin, I hope not. I would hate to have a boring life where you agreed with me all the time.”
~~*~~
It had been a full year since the defeat of Voldemort. Many secrets came out in the weeks and months following his death. Severus Snape had actually been a very close friend of Harry’s mother. Harry had never imagined that he would have long talks with the professor about his mum. Severus seemed to be warming up more and more to Harry. He was no longer sneering at him every time they passed each other in the halls of Hogwarts. He only deducted five points in class from him, as opposed to twenty.
Ron and Hermione settled into their relationship. They were becoming closer and Harry was spending less time with them. It was much easier since they still did not get along with Draco.
Draco, true to form, was extremely possessive of Harry. Ginny learned the hard way to not get close to Draco's man. He hexed her so badly she had to stay in the infirmary for a week one time when she hugged Harry during a Quidditch match. Draco made up some excuse, saying he had Veela blood coursing through his veins that made him possessive of his husband. Harry didn’t quite believe him, but he just let Draco continue.
Harry made sure that Lucius was not sent to prison. He had actually pushed for Lucius to enter into the Ministry to work on reform for the prison system. People learned that when Lucius talked, Harry backed him up completely – in public. They had quite a few debates outside of the public eye, but according to Malfoy standards, you must always show a solid front. Any disagreements must be kept behind closed doors.
Harry enjoyed the attention that Narcissa bestowed upon him. It was the first time he had felt a mother’s love and he flourished in it. Draco would get jealous because Harry would soak up all of the attention that she would bestow.
The world was right and the world was peaceful, at least until the Dursleys were introduced. Draco was told that he had to be nice to Harry's family. Family always stood behind each other, even if they did not agree.
He grumbled every time their name was mentioned, but he was nice to them when he met them.
True to his word, Lucius made sure that Narcissa and Aunt Petunia made plans for an official wedding ceremony. Uncle Vernon was speechless and turned many shades of purple as he stared at the house that Harry was living in. Dudley, on the other hand, enjoyed asking the house-elves for everything under the sun to eat.
~~*~~
Harry surveyed the landscape before him. He was standing in the rose garden surrounded by the people he called family plus a few extra hundred guests that Lucius said had to be there. He waited by a gate for his husband to walk to him.
When the blond man approached him, he took his hand and kissed it softly. “Are you ready to do this, publicly, now?”
“I thought you would never ask,” laughed the blond as he gazed into the green eyes in front of him. “Shall I change appearances for you as well?”
“Never! I only want to see this face until I die.”
They clasped hands and walked to where a minister waited. They repeated vows in front of their family, friends, co-workers, acquaintances, and just about anyone else that Draco, his mother or Aunt Petunia had decided needed to be there.
“Without you, I am incomplete, missing a part of my soul.” Harry whispered to Draco as they pulled apart from their chaste kiss. “With you we will rule this world.”
They clasped hands and walked together into the midst of their family and a bright future.
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