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Sudden Changes (Re-write)	By : Darkalli Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 9884 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Title: Sudden Changes
Author: Darkalli
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Warnings: Slash, violence, mentions of child abuse and language. Alcohol consumption.
Pairings: HP/SS, DM/BZ, RL/LM, GW/OW, FW/AJ

Identify our identity
We are the Youth...
Conformed by your hostility,
Subjects of the truth.
Constant is the struggle
We contest to your rebutle
Bound by the chains
We shine through your shadows
Guided by the light
We’ll take advantage of this life
The tables will turn
These are the ends before the middle
Time can’t stand still
So call it rebellion if you will.

Chapter Three: To obey or not to obey!

“What about this one, Remus?” Harry asked as he pulled another old leather bound book off of the shelf.

Harry and Remus had spent most of the next morning rummaging through the book shelves in Obscurus Books looking for material that would help Remus to write up his lesson plans for the upper grades at Hogwarts. Most of the books would be available in the school library but Remus needed some for himself.

“Add that one to the pile. We’re almost done here, where do you want to go next?”

“I need to get new robes for school, I want to get that over and done with first. I pretty much need to replace everything for school as well as my muggle clothing.”

“Ok, how about we buy these books and then head to Madam Malkin’s?” Remus asked Harry as he placed another book on the stack they already had.

“Sounds like a plan.”

The pair of them picked up half of the books each and headed to the counter to make their purchase. Harry had added a few extra books for his own reading, if everyone was expecting him to defeat Voldemort then he needed to be prepared. Voldemort was seventy years old, that’s a load more experience than a scrawny seventeen-year-old who hadn’t even graduated from Hogwarts yet. Not to mention the skill of his Death Eaters, not all of them were sane so their actions would be hard to predict at the best of times let alone in the middle of a battle.

Harry was planning on starting up the DA once school started back, new location and a new name was in order. He was no longer fighting for the Order, nor was he fighting for Dumbledore. Since Voldemort’s return in Harry’s fourth year he had been given no training or help for the upcoming battle. He was going into this whole thing blind and would most likely not come out of it alive unless he trained.

His best bet at that would be Professor Snape, being an ex-Death Eater he would know how the others fought. The problem with that plan was that Snape was more likely to wear a tutu to class than help Harry.

He knew that Remus would help him, he got the job as Defence Professor for a reason. He needed to find out how far the deception in the Weasley family went before asking any of them for help, and he has Hermione who was pretty much a walking library. The students needed to be prepared as well, Harry just knew that Voldemort would bring the war to Hogwarts.

“That will be thirty galleons, fourteen sickles and six knuts please.” The ringing of the register at the front of the store bought Harry out of his thoughts. Remus handed over the money for the books and after shrinking them and placing them in their pockets both wizards exit the store and made their way towards Madam Malkin’s.

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The pair of wizards spent the day shopping in Diagon Alley, Harry re-stocked most of his school supplies and picked up the books he needed from Flourish and Blotts. They stopped to have a very unhealthy lunch at Florean’s before they headed into muggle London so Harry could do his shopping. He had even managed to sneak away for a few minutes to stock up on his supply of cigarettes, a couple of cartons would tie him over until the Christmas holidays where he could stock up for the remainder of the year. He was planning on leaving the Firewhisky until the next day, Remus had a teachers meeting at the school so Harry would have an hour to buy the alcohol and hide it in his trunk.

It wasn’t until they came back from muggle London that Harry ran into Mrs. Weasley outside of Madam Malkin’s where Harry had to pick up his robe order. Remus had stopped in at the Leaky Cauldron to order their dinner while Harry picked up his school robes. Before he had a chance to hide from her, like he had the previous day, she had spotted him and with a determined look made her way over to where he was standing.

“Harry, what are you doing here? I thought Headmaster Dumbledore told you go back to your aunt’s house.” Her screech attracted the attention of the few stragglers in the Alley that were doing the mad shopping dash before the stores closed for the night.

“I’m seventeen now Mrs. Weasley, I no longer need to be at the Dursley’s. Neither you, Dumbledore or any other member of the Order can tell me what I can and can’t do any longer.” Harry tried to walk around the intimidating witch but she kept blocking his escape.

“There are wards on that house that are to keep you safe from You-Know-Who, if he finds out you are out in the open he will attack.”

“The so called protection wards on my relative’s home have not been able to protect me from Voldemort since he used my blood to make himself a new body. But of course you all know this anyway but you still want me to return.” Was Harry’s snide remark.

“I have better things to do then stand here in the middle of the street having an argument with you that I obviously won’t win. Then again, I really don’t give a damn what you think so if you’ll excuse me I’ll be going now.”

Harry finally managed to get around the Weasley matriarch leaving her standing out the front of the robe shop with a rather sour look on her face. He was tired of people thinking that his life was for them to rule, that his every move was theirs to command. It hurt even more knowing that the one person he thought of as a mother was no better than the headmaster.

After picking up his purchase and exiting the shop Harry noticed that the nosy witch had left, most likely to report her encounter with Harry to Dumbledore. It was only a matter of time before he either got a letter from the manipulative old man or an actual visit. The quicker he got to Potter Manor the better, what’s left of his summer would finally be peaceful.

“You’ll never guess who I just ran into.” Harry told Remus as he took a seat at the table the werewolf had reserved for them.

“Who?”

“Mrs. Weasley, she’s doing Bumblefucks bidding by trying to get me to go back to the Dursley’s.”

“Harry! Watch the language.” Remus admonished him with an incredulous look on his face.

“Sorry Remus, but I’m tired of everyone telling me what to do. Especially when it isn’t any of their damn business. I’m of age now, no adult outside of the school can tell me what I can or can’t do during the school holidays.”

“I know Harry, but you need to go about this logically. If you keep getting angry then you’ll give away all your plans before you want them known.”

“I know, sorry. I do reserve the right to say whatever I want to Ronald though.”

“Fair enough.”

Their food arrived then and they spent the meal outlining the lesson plans for Remus’ classes. Harry was already looking forward to the lessons, at least this school year they would be learning something useful.

After they had finished and paid for their meals, they both headed back upstairs to the room that Remus had rented for the duration of his stay. As far as Dumbledore was aware Remus was there to keep an eye on Harry, instead he was helping Harry with his plans of hiding out for the rest of the summer.

Upon arrival at the room, there was an unfamiliar owl waiting on the top of the bed post with a letter tied to one of its legs. From the looks of the envelope it was from Dumbledore, the vibrant colour of the ink was a dead giveaway before the style was even noticed. Seeing that it was addressed to Harry, Remus relieved the owl of the letter and sent it on its way back to the school.

“What does he want now?” Harry asked as he tore open the seal on the envelope and pulled out the letter.

Harry,

I just received a floo call from Molly Weasley informing me that you were disrespectful towards her when she stopped you in Diagon Alley to wish you a Happy Birthday. Just because you are now seventeen does not mean you can start disrespecting your elders, I am very disappointed in your attitude and ask that you come to the Order Headquarters so that we may discuss this matter.

Two Order members will be escorting you back to your aunt’s home in Surrey the day after tomorrow. Professor Snape has already informed me that Voldemort is aware of your current location and whilst he has yet to give orders it is only a matter of time before he sends Death Eaters to capture you.

Albus Dumbledore.

“Wow, that man is really full of himself.” Harry scoffed in disbelief as he handed the letter to Remus to read.

“It looks like you’ll need to head to the Manor sooner than you wanted, you would be better off leaving tomorrow once you have finished your school shopping.”

“Yea, I figured that. I will need to keep an eye out for anyone following me tomorrow when I’m out doing the rest of my shopping.” There was always someone throwing a wrench into his plans so it was no surprise that it was still happening.

“He seems very determined that you return to Privet Drive.”

“Yea, well it’s never going to happen. I’ll make sure that I have all my things shrunken and on my person at all times tomorrow just in case I need to make a run for it.”

“Dumbledore may be expecting that so he’ll have your followers on high alert after sending that letter. Just be careful.”

After Harry promised he would be careful and watch his back the next day, both wizards got out the books they had purchased earlier in the day and sat down at the desk to start on the lesson plans for Remus. He had to submit his lesson plans when he went in for the school meeting, so they needed to be complete before the end of the night.

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Shopping was a pain in the ass, Harry was sick of having to go from shop to shop for all his school supplies. Why couldn’t they just make one big shop so it could be done all in one go. At the rate things were going he was likely to pull all his hair out and scream.

He had almost had a run in with Ron whilst he was replacing his broom servicing kit, the prat was walking along with his sister but Harry was unable to hear their conversation which led him to believe that they had a privacy charm up. It made him wonder what they were talking about, or who. Thankfully they were so engrossed in the conversation that neither of them noticed him make a quick dash back into Quality Quidditch.

Thankfully the Apothecary was his last visit before he could finally get away from the Order members that had been following him around all morning. They weren’t really good at hiding, Harry had caught the two of them watching him, if you’re going to follow someone around in a shopping area at least make it look like you are actually buying something.

He was pretty sure that the two Order members following him didn’t even know the meaning of the word subtle. The plus side was that with their lack of ability to stay hidden whilst watching him he would be able to get away a lot easier. He just needed to stock up on his potion ingredients then he could leave, the hard part was the second apparition he would need to do the second he arrived. It was a guarantee that the two following him would follow his apparition signature so he would need to apparate the second he arrived at his first stopping point, it was harder to track a second jump made so soon after the initial one.

He noticed the pair trying to casually walk past the front window of Slug and Jiggers as he entered to do his shopping. As they looked in the window to try and see him he put his face up against the window waving.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

The pair looked like deer’s caught in the headlights of a truck, seemed they honestly thought he hadn’t seen them. Chuckling to himself, Harry turned around and almost bumped straight into Draco Malfoy and his father. The elder Malfoy’s face was a blank slate but the younger had a look of shock on his face.

“Hey Malfoy, what’s up?” Harry asked as walked past the pair.

“I was actually hoping to run into you two. Saves me having to send a letter I know you won’t respond to.”

“What are you on about, Potter?” the younger Malfoy asked as he and his father followed the saviour towards the potion shelves.

“I need to speak to your father about his duty as a spy for Dumbledore and his army of flying chickens.” Harry figured it would be better to just come out and say it rather than beating around the bush about the issue.

“What are you talking about Mr. Potter?”

“I know you’re a spy for Dumbledore, I accidently overheard the conversation you had with Professor Snape back in February. I know that you were forced into an arranged marriage with Narcissa Black because your father wanted an alliance with them. I know that you are gay and the only time you ever slept with her was to conceive Draco, and I know that you were forced by you father to join the Death Eaters during the first war.” Harry informed them quietly as he went from shelf to shelf in search of the potions ingredients that he needed.

“No one but Severus and Dumbledore know that I am a spy for the Order, it was easier for Severus and I to both be spies because we both aren’t always called to the same meetings so there is a lesser chance of us missing out on any information.” The aristocrat replied as he stood closer to his son’s school mate.

“So he’s telling the truth? You really are against Voldemort?” Draco asked his father as he turned with a faint look of hurt and hope on his face.

“I wanted to tell you, I just didn’t know how much of an influence your mother had on you. If she had her way you would have been marked last year but I was able to talk her out of it until you turn seventeen. Your birthday was last month and I’ve been delaying it as much as I can but she is persistent and there is only so much I can do.”

“I don’t want to be a Death Eater, I never have.” Draco informed his father. He had been trying to build up the courage for the last year to tell his father that, until now he never thought not being a Death Eater was an option.

“I don’t know what to do, short of you running away in the middle of the night, I haven’t been able to come up with a way to get you out of it. My position as spy is too important to take you away anywhere so you would have to go on your own.” Malfoy senior informed his son.

During the pairs conversation Harry had been thinking, he could let Malfoy come and stay at the manor with him. It would give the blonde somewhere safe to stay and it would provide a secure place for Malfoy senior to come and visit his son. There would be fighting between the pair of course, you couldn’t repair six years of rivalry overnight but it would happen eventually.

“I have a place he can stay, it’s heavily warded and is un-plotable. He can stay there with me for the rest of the summer, Dumbledore doesn’t even know where it is.” Harry suggested to the pair.

“Why would you help me? Aren’t we supposed to be enemies?” Draco asked as he and his father turned to look at the Boy Wonder.

“We’re seventeen, Malfoy. Don’t you think it’s a bit immature to continue fighting each other when there are more important things to be worrying about?”

“What’s the catch, Potter?” the younger Malfoy was still sceptic about the situation. Why would Potter want to help him after all the crap he had put him through during the six years of schooling they had shared together.

“There is no catch, I’m tired of everyone sticking a stereotype on me and expecting me to conform to their every whim. I found out that Dumbledore has been paying Weasley to be my friend all these years, out of my own money might I add.” Harry confided.

“I’m tired of petty arguments, they serve no purpose and do nothing but waste time that I could be using to research ways to kill Voldemort. I could really use your help seeing as I can no longer rely on Ron to do anything but spy on me for Dumbledore.”

“I would like to come with you to this manor you speak of, if it’s the one I’m thinking of then the wards haven’t been updated since before you were born so they may be weak.” Malfoy senior said as he turned to Harry.

“No problem, this is my last stop for my school supplies. I also have two Order members following me for Dumbledore because he wants me to go back to my relative’s house for the rest of the summer. I’ll be leaving straight after I am finished here and it’s a guaranteed that they will follow me so I’ll give the address of my second apparition point and I’ll meet you there.” Harry pulled a self-inking quill from out of his robe pocket and tore off a piece of parchment from the bottom of his shopping list before writing down the address the two blondes would need.

“I’ll explain everything else when we arrive at our final destination. Just so you know Remus Lupin will be staying with us, he’ll most likely be there by the time we arrive so I don’t want any snide or derogatory remarks about him.” Harry said as he handed the piece of parchment over to the elder Malfoy before taking his purchases to the front counter to pay for them.

With everything done, Harry left the store with his shrunken potions ingredients and headed for the apparition point near the Leaky Cauldron. His two little friends were following him like the diligent little drones they were, it was going to be fun to mess with Dumbledore. Not only was the summer going to get even more interesting with the younger Malfoy staying at his family’s home but the school year was going to be very entertaining with both Ron and Dumbledore to contend with.

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