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Changing Faces	By : WynterRose Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 7087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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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. Thank you so much burningchaos for loving me enough to put up with my bad writing, my insecure moments, and those times I just won't shut up about Tonks. And now especially for making sure I keep the love of this story going and adding more plot and details and all kinds of those fun things that I just can't wait to write about...I love you. You are totally awesome. Bachman Turner Overdrive - Takin Care Of Business Lyrics located at my journal
Harry stood up and stretched. His body told how many long hours he had sat outside just thinking. He walked into the kitchen just as Mrs. Weasley was walking down the stairs.
“Harry, what are you doing up at this time of morning?” she questioned wondering what he could have been doing up before anyone else.
“I couldn’t sleep,” he replied truthfully. Thankfully, everyone would believe that it was over the stress of the last few days and not anything to do with Tonks.
“Oh, my poor dear. You should have let me know. I have a few sleeping potions I could have let you use.” She pulled him into a hug.
“Mrs. Weasley, I’m fine, really. I needed some time to think,” he said, coming out of the hug.
Mrs. Weasley started to prepare some breakfast, if only for the two of them. Harry knew it was something to do with her hands. “So what have you decided on?” This was the first time she had ever asked him a question as if her were a true adult. Harry could tell it cost her to admit that much.
“I think today I shall visit my relatives. I need to get that out of the way.”
“Surely you don’t need to….” Mrs. Weasley was starting to look worried. She hated allowing him to go back to his family.
“Dumbledore was insistent upon it. Ron and Hermione want to come with me, though,” he looked up at Mrs. Weasley who had gone pale at this mention. “I’m not sure if this is a wise idea yet or not. I don’t really want them to be faced with any danger, until I can no longer help it,” he finished, sounding more and more adult-like with every decision he was beginning to make.
Mrs. Weasley smiled, realizing that Harry had grown up. He was thinking about others before just rushing off headlong into danger. She knew she couldn’t stop Harry, and that would mean she might also lose Ron, who would not leave Harry’s side when he finally went off on his own. “You don’t think this is wise…” she started to question holding her breath in anticipation.
Harry looked at Mrs. Weasley, surprised at her response. “No, I don’t. I know they are both willing to go with me, but right now I need to face the Dursleys alone. I have to set a few things right before I leave there for the final time. It might actually take a day or two to get everything settled and I don’t want to expose anyone to my relatives for that length of time.
“I also need to get a new secret keeper for Sirius’ house,” Harry choked. “I need to find someone reliable, that I can trust.”
“Harry,” Mrs. Weasley moved closer to him.   “Do you have any idea of who you are going to ask?”
Harry looked up at her worried face. He knew he couldn’t ask one of the Weasleys. They were already targets because they were his adopted family. “Well, I know Dumbledore was the last one. Can I be my own secret keeper?” he asked.
Mrs. Weasley was lost in thought. She fully expected someone in her family of being the secret keeper.
“That is a brilliant idea, Harry,” Mr. Weasley said as he walked into the room. “You need to do it quickly though,” he added.
“Do you know the spell? Can I do it myself?”
“We can do it, Harry. I just need to check the spell first. We need to do it immediately before anyone from the Order or otherwise shows up. Is Grimmauld Place going to remain headquarters?”
Harry sat in thought. “I think so, but first we need to make sure that Snape or any of his associates cannot get in.   Merlin knows we are all going to need a safe place to run to and if this doesn't get taken care of we can be found easily.”
“It would be fastest for us to Apparate, but you still aren’t licensed We need to see if the Ministry will allow for you and Ron to be tested immediately. You need to be able to do it legally. In the meantime, hold onto my arm and we can go together.”
“Yes, sir, Mr. Weasley,” Harry said quietly. He looked back through the door towards the stairway. He could tell that there was more movement coming from upstairs. They needed to move quickly. “We need to start before they wake up,” he said determinedly. He stood up and hugged Mrs. Weasley, who was crying silently. He felt as if it would be a while before he saw her again. “I love you. You have been the best surrogate mother a boy could ask for. I won't ask Ron or Hermione to join me even though I know they will try. I promise I will keep them out of harm’s way as long as possible and will return to you as well.” He kissed her tear-stained face and nodded at Mr. Weasley. “Let’s go.”
The two men Apparated into number 12 Grimmauld Place, and stood quietly for a few moments, waiting to see if anyone else was in the house. “Dobby!” Harry yelled after a moment. “Kreacher!”
Within a couple of seconds both house elves appeared before Harry. “You called us, Master Harry, sir?”
“Yes, Dobby, I need you to make sure that there isn't anyone hiding in the house. Then I need to perform a spell that neither of you can mention to anyone. Is that understood, Kreacher?”
“Kreacher is in the house of his mistress again, but that half blood Master is talking to Kreacher.   Kreacher will pretend he doesn’t hear the Master.”
“Kreacher, I just gave you a direct order. Dobby, I expect you to make sure that he follows it,” Harry said impatiently. He didn’t have time to deal with the house-elf.
“Yes, sir, Master Harry, sir. Dobby is glad to do as you have asked.” With a pop, Dobby disappeared, and returned moments later. “There are no signs of anyone here right now, Master Harry. I is checking the whole house to be making sure of it.”
“Thank you. Dobby, do you think Winky would like to come and stay here? Would she want to leave Hogwarts?”
Dobby looked up at Harry with his eyes wide with tears. “You is wanting to have another house elf, Master Harry? Did I do something wrong?” Dobby walked over to a bookshelf to hit his head.
“No, no, Dobby,” Harry reassured the house-elf quickly before anything was broken, “I just wanted to make sure that Winky was taken care of. We won’t be going back to Hogwarts for quite some time, if ever. Besides, both you and Winky are free elves and can go wherever you wish.”
“Yes, and Dobby is wanting to serve Harry Potter. If Harry Potter wants to be having Winky, then he would just need to be calling her name. If she be wanting to come she will,” Dobby said softly, still afraid that Harry might not want him any longer. “Winky will probably be wanting to bond with you so she can be a servant again.”
“Thank you, Dobby,” Harry said quickly. “Well, Mr. Weasley, what do we need for the spell?”
Mr. Weasley was looking over at the shelves on the wall. He pulled out a book and blew the dust off of it. “This is it, my boy,” he said excitedly. “Make sure you have called the other elf, if that is what you really want. Will it make her happy being bonded again?”
“Mr. Weasley, did Hermione convince you to join S.P.E.W. while we were at school?” Harry asked with a slight twinkle in his eye.
Mr. Weasley and Harry laughed at that. “Harry, it will take me just a few moments to look up the spell. Go on and call her, otherwise she may not find this house afterwards.”
Harry went to the center of the room and yelled for Winky, the same way he had for the other two. Winky appeared a few moments later with her apron askew. She had been in the butterbeer again. Harry leaned down and looked the little elf in the eye. “Winky, I have a question for you. Would you like to join in my services here and work for me?”
Winky’s eyes got bigger. “Is Master Harry wanting a new house elf, sir? Would Master Harry be owning me?” she asked, hopefully.
“Winky, I will only tie you to me permanently if that is what you wish. You are a free elf and able to make your own choices. If you wish to remain free, you can, or if you wish to bond to me, the choice is yours,” Harry said diplomatically, even though he knew she wanted to belong to a family.
“I is wanting to be your bonded servant, Master Harry. Winky will no longer being a disgrace to house elf.”
Harry performed the bonding spell with the house elf, the same as he had done with Kreacher. In just a matter of minutes, Winky’s entire outlook changed. She adjusted her apron. She thanked Harry profusely and promised to serve him well. Harry looked at Dobby, the only elf who was still free. He still looked tearful as if he would not be needed if he did not do this. “Dobby, the decision is yours to make. I want you in my household as either a free elf or bonded. I don’t trust any elf more than I trust you.”
Dobby had tears in his eyes as Harry said this. “Master Harry sir, I am not needing the bonding. I is already your faithful servant,” and with this he bowed low to Harry.
Harry was grateful for this at least. Hermione might have forgiven him for Kreacher, but he was pushing his luck with Winky. If Dobby had wanted to bond as well, that would have been the end of it. Hermione would have his head on a platter.
"Winky can you and Kreacher and Dobby begin to get this house livable? It needs to be cleaned up properly." Harry said with his nose wrinkled.
"Yes, Master Harry, we will be taking care of it." Winky disappeared to another area of the house as Kreacher walked off.
Dobby bowed deeply and then ran and hugged Harry's leg. Harry patted his head awkwardly.
“Ok, Harry, here we go. Are you ready to do this? Are you sure you want to be your own secret keeper?” Mr. Weasley asked one last time. He had kept his smile hidden from Harry while watching the boy with his new elves. He was so proud of the boy.
“Mr. Weasley, no one will be able to torture someone for information about my house to get to me. No one would question me about where my house is if they already have me. It would only put a lot of other people into danger,” Harry said, knowing the dangers that would be placed upon others if he gave the secret to someone else.
Mr. Weasley quickly performed the spell that made Harry the secret keeper of number 12 Grimmauld Place. It was an easy spell, but held so much impact.
“Let me write this out for you to hand out to everyone at the Burrow,” Harry said quickly. “Mr. Weasley, I meant what I told Mrs. Weasley. I couldn’t have found a better set of surrogate parents. This is your safe shelter. I don’t want it to be used for any Order meetings. I want to know that everyone in the family has a safe place to come, if they need one, before this becomes our headquarters again.” Harry hugged the man he thought of as a father. He then crossed to the desk and started writing out where the house was for Ron, Hermione, and the others waiting back at the Burrow.
Harry looked up at Mr. Weasley. “Please be sure and come here, if you need to. I don’t plan on being here for too long. Although I do have to get a few things taken care of before anyone comes just for a visit. I have to get to my relatives’ house and begin my plans there. Then I also need to decide where I will live. Just please don’t tell Ron and Hermione that I might be here for a day or two. I will come and see them as soon as I can.”
Mr. Weasley hugged Harry close to him. “I couldn’t have asked for a finer son. I will tell them where the house is located, but I won’t allow them to come here just yet. I will tell them that you asked for the privacy of a few days to take care of some business. I know they won’t like it, but it keeps them safe for another day?”
Harry and Mr. Weasley walked to the fireplace and Mr. Weasley Floo’d home with the address secure in his pocket.
When he was gone, Harry turned and looked at the house. He hadn’t wanted to come back here, but he knew that he needed to have a safe place for his family, one that no one would know. Snape may have known the address before, but now he would have to be given directions if he were to pop in.
Harry sighed and went up the stairs to his bedroom that he shared with Ron. He decided to lie down for a bit. He was so tired he didn’t notice the letter sitting on the bed with his name on it.
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