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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 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. 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. And to the lovely luciology whom I love dearly and corrects all my americanisms with such grace. Without the two of you, I would be lost. And then there is the third who is totally amazing and now expecting a little wigglebutt... ravenpan I love you sweets. And for all those that keep encouraging me with Lucius. He is so very thankful that everyone thinks he should do something, although the lovely hd_otp is keeping me strong and encouraging me to keep writing even though he wants to be all evil on us. As always, if you wish to keep up with my progress on a more day-to-day basis, I have started updating on my writing journal bits and pieces that will make it into the next chapters. http://www.livejournal.com/community/cynful_musings/ Chapter 8 ~ Lose It All ~ lyrics by Backstreet Boys
Lucius, Harry, and Arthur walked out of Azkaban and towards the dock where the boat was waiting. A few Aurors were positioned outside the gates and paid them no attention as they boarded the boat. Harry looked over at Lucius. “So how does it feel to breathe air as a free man, again?”
Lucius smiled, “Superb.” He took a deep breath and walked to the rear of the boat, the side facing the prison.
Arthur walked up behind him and handed him a slip of paper. “I need this back after you memorize it.”
Lucius looked down at the strange address. “Thank you, Arthur.” He memorized the address and handed it back to the other man. “I shall be able to find it.”
“Don’t thank me, Lucius. I would have left you in there,” he said, pointing to the prison. “It is Harry who has done this. I still don’t know why, and somehow I don’t think I want to know why.” He shook his head and walked to the front of the ferry.
Lucius looked over to see Harry walking toward him. When the boy looked up at him, he knew he had made the right choice. The boy looked a bit lost in the madness that surrounded him, but Lucius had known that he would not surrender to it. He had seen this boy fight, he never gave up.
Lucius knew the boy before him would be the true victor when the dust settled on the final field of battle. “By all that is in me, you have my loyalty. I thank you from the very depths of my soul for this opportunity and I will fight by your side, Mr. Potter.”
Harry's smiled was bitter sweet. “You do realize that with that statement, you have now moved up Voldemort’s list of most wanted, right?”
Lucius laughed at that thought. “Well, he has moved up to that place on my list as well, young Harry.” He stared off at the prison as the boat began to move. “Following you will make me a whole man. I will not bow before another person again. Thank you, Harry.”
The two of them stood facing the prison, knowing that they had trials ahead of them. Harry glanced over at one of the Aurors, who was now watching the boat leave. His eyes were fixed firmly on Harry and Lucius. Harry reached for his wand, the feeling of being safe was leaving him. As the ferry moved out further, Harry thought he saw the man’s eyes flicker to a stormy silver color. Harry blinked and the man looked exactly the same. “Draco?” he whispered as they moved further away.
“What was that, Harry?” Lucius asked.
“I think I just saw…no, he wouldn’t, would he?” Harry watched as the man tipped his hat and walked into the guard shack. “Do you think they would stop the ferry?”
“What is it?” Lucius was looking trying to discern what it was that had Harry upset.
“That man. The one who just went inside. I swear I saw his eyes change,” Harry was pointing towards the booth.
“Draco?” Lucius looked down at the boy. “Would it be him? Here?”
“I want to find out!” Harry was just about to walk to the front and demand to be turned around.
“No! Think, Harry. If it is him, he is in disguise. He could be in danger if someone found out about him.   Lucius pleaded. “I want to see my son as much, if not more than, you. However, I will not risk his life.” Lucius held Harry’s gaze. He had his hands on Harry’s shoulders. “You are on a mission, correct?”
Harry nodded his head as the man continued.
“You need help defeating Voldemort. Who better to help you than me? I know the man better than anyone else. I can lead you directly to him, and help you to destroy him once and for all. If that is my son in disguise then he is here on a mission. I am sure that if it were for my former boss, then he would not be hidden.”
Harry listened to what the man said and nodded He then changed the subject. “What do you know about Horcruxes?"
“Yes, I know about them. Why do you think the man left me here? He was angry about the diary. You destroyed it and a piece of him with it.”
“The others, you know where they are?”
“Although I may not know the exact locations of all of them, I have a firm idea on the location of a few. Did you wish to discuss this here or somewhere safer?” Harry watched the man speaking with him. His answers seemed sincere with his hands opened as he talked.
“Fine, I shall do it your way for now. But I want it known that I plan on destroying him once and for all. Until he is dead, I cannot live my life.” Harry was upset at this point and walked to the front of the boat.
Lucius followed the boy towards his freedom. Neither of them noticed the Auror still watching them smile just before he portkeyed away.
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Mr. Weasley Apparated back to the Ministry to deal with the final details of Lucius' release from Azkaban. Harry grasped Lucius' arm and Apparated them to the front of Grimmauld Place. Lucius caught Harry as he nearly tripped over Lucius' foot.    Harry opened the door and walked in. Lucius followed down the dark corridor, turning into the library after Harry. Lucius looked around the room they were in. He had not been in the Black house for ages, but it seemed to have changed only a bit.
The door opened and in walked three house-elves. One looked fearful, but well-kept. The other was the strange creature that belonged to the Blacks. The final one saw him and reacted with horror. "Master Harry, you brought <i>him</i> to the house!" Dobby cried.
"So, Mr. Potter, apparently you cost me my house-elf and then kept him for yourself?"
Harry looked between Dobby and Lucius. "Dobby, it is fine. Mr. Malfoy is going to be our guest for a while."
"But he is evil. He is planning evil with the bad man!" Dobby stood in front of Harry, trying to block Lucius from him.
"Dobby, I brought him here. He couldn't come here unless I said he could, remember. You watched the spell. I need Mr. Malfoy right now. He can't hurt me." Harry knew the history behind the two, he knew he needed to tread carefully with Dobby before he helped him again like in second year. He looked over to Lucius. "As it happens, I pay Dobby. He is a free elf and is going to stay that way. The other two are mine."
Harry looked at the three house-elves. Kreacher was excited; a true pure-blood was in the house. He knew that Kreacher would willingly serve Lucius. Winky just looked at the man in disgust, noting how his clothes were torn and filthy. "Master Harry, sir. Your guest is needing to clean up, I think, sir. Winky can show him to a room, sir."
"First, I want to talk to you three in front of Mr. Malfoy. There are rules that are going to be put into effect. While Mr. Malfoy is here, he is my guest. He will be treated accordingly, Dobby. Mr. Malfoy will not mistreat you, punish you, kick you, throw things at you, or anything else along those lines. If he has a problem with you, he will come to me about it." Harry looked between the four and saw understanding in a few of the eyes.
"Winky, since you are my most sensitive elf. I promise you will not receive clothes from me or anyone else as an end to your service. I do not ever plan on letting you go. You are too important to this household. Do you understand?"
Winky nodded. She was still going to worry about getting clothes, but Master Harry had promised her. She could serve him forever.
"Kreacher, I know you will be quite happy serving Mr. Malfoy. You are <i>not</i> to give him any information besides what I tell you. This is a direct order. Your punishment will be to have your head cut off and buried. It will never be placed with your ancestors. Although Mr. Malfoy is a guest, there are still things that he does not need to know yet, so you will not tell him." Harry bent down and looked him in the face and smirked evilly. "He has switched sides, so giving him any information on the Order will not work to your advantage." Kreacher's face that had been so lit at the thought of a new wonderful master, then changed as his hopes were crushed in that one sentence.
"Dobby, you have a history with Mr. Malfoy. I realize that you will not be very happy serving him. You will do it, if I need you to. I want you to only interact with him if necessary. Kreacher will have no problem helping my guest. You remember your main job, right?" Dobby nodded, still not happy at the way things were turning out. "Well, it is still just as important. I need you to concentrate on that for me."
Harry looked at the three. He hoped he had been specific enough in his orders. He had to calm Winky's fears, prevent Kreacher from telling secrets, and make sure that Dobby create issues or harm Lucius. During the speech, he hoped that Lucius realized that the house-elves were to answer to Harry and Harry alone and he was the only one that could dole out the punishment.
"Mr. Malfoy, would you like to go take a bath or shower now? I'm sure you would like to feel clean after a year of that place," Harry said.
"Yes, I would, Harry. Thank you. I will respect your wishes concerning the house-elves as well," he replied.
"Please do. Winky, you may show him to his room. He will be staying here for a while, so please give him a decent room," Harry said as he walked out of the room. "Dobby, come with me please."
Dobby followed Harry out of the room. Kreacher bowed to Lucius, "Anything you wish, Master Malfoy, let Kreacher be knowing. I will be taking good care of Master Malfoy, sir." Lucius nodded at the elf, not at all surprised at Harry's order to the elf now. He looked at the female elf, who curtsied to him. "Master Malfoy, sir, I be showing you to your rooms now, sir."
"Thank you," he said politely to both elves. Treating elves like this was a new experience for him, but he needed to stay on Harry's good side. Harry was the one thing between him and the Dark Lord and he wanted to keep it that way. He followed the female elf up the stairs and to a set of rooms where he proceeded to bathe and then fall into a deep sleep.
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Harry took Dobby into the kitchen. He knew the other two house-elves would bend over backwards to take care of Lucius, and he needed a few minutes to discuss this with Dobby.
“Dobby, I know you don’t like him, but he is going to have to stay.”
“Master Harry, sir. He is a bad man!” Dobby cried, ready to punish himself for saying that against a guest of Harry’s.
“Dobby, he is an evil man. He is an evil man who was put in prison. I think he has been punished enough at this time. He was punished worse than a house-elf!” Harry said harshly. “I wouldn’t put my worst enemy through what he has been through in that prison.”
“But, Master Harry, sir…”
“Dobby, I have to keep him close. I don’t have to trust him. This is where I need you to help me. Can you help me, Dobby?” Harry asked, hoping that it would distract Dobby if Dobby had a job to do.
“What do you need, Master Harry, sir?” Dobby asked, excited that he had a task.
“I don’t want him left alone in the house. I have to go back to my aunt and uncle’s house tonight, but I will be back tomorrow. I’m sure he will sleep pretty soundly. I need you to come and get me tomorrow if I have not returned when he wakes up. Can you do that for me, Dobby?”
“Yes, Master Harry, sir, yes, Dobby can do this for Master Harry!” Dobby was beside himself. He was being trusted with an important task.
“Thank you, Dobby.” Harry walked out of the kitchen and back into the study. He sat down and opened the book that had been left in Lucius’ cell. He knew that he wouldn’t get much done before he had to leave, but he wanted to make sure that Lucius was taken care of and asleep before he left. He sat downstairs reading through the book, seeing nothing of importance in it.
Harry stood up and stretched. He knew it was getting late. He needed to hurry and get home. He walked up the stairs to his room. He needed to double-check on Lucius, but he also wanted to make sure that his letters from Snape and Draco were well hidden from prying eyes. He saw Winky as he was about to go into his room. “Winky, how is Mr. Malfoy doing?”
“He is sleeping already, Master Harry, sir,” Winky said meekly, happy she had someone to take care of.
“That is good, Winky. Thank you for your help,” Harry said as he walked into his room. He looked around, making sure everything was where it should be or hidden and then walked out, performing a locking spell on his door.
He walked back downstairs. “Dobby!” The elf appeared almost faster than he finished getting the name out of his mouth,. “I’m going now. I will be back tomorrow. Remember, come and get me if he wakes up.”
“Yes, Master Harry.”
Harry willed himself to Privet Drive. He arrived just outside of the wards. He walked through them quickly and into the house. He went into the kitchen and found his aunt. “Hello, Aunt Petunia.”
She looked at him. She didn’t know where he had been, but she could tell it had been a trying day. ”Sit down, Harry. Are you alright?”
He lay his head down on the table, not caring about manners. “No, not really.”
She sat down at the table next to him. “Can you tell me about it?”
He raised his weary head. “Yeah, it involves you. Well, what I can tell you. Do you remember me telling you about the wards?” Harry continued telling his aunt the basics about Lucius being a secret keeper, but protecting her from all that he had witnessed. He told her that he was going to bring Lucius by the next day to perform the secret keeper spell. That would protect them from future attacks.
They stopped when they heard the front door open. “It’s your uncle.”
“Yeah, I’m going to go to my room. Please feel free to lock me in if it will make him feel better,” he said, surprised that he didn’t mind the comfort of something he once hated.
Once in his room, Harry pulled out the book again. He lifted the wards around his room and placed a silencing charm on the room as well. He looked down at the book. The book was frustrating him. He flipped through the pages again, hoping something would fall out. “What would Hermione do?” he muttered to himself. He looked at the book and waved his wand,.“Finite Incantatem.”. Suddenly the book began to transform. It folded into itself and became two letters.
Harry turned the letters over in his hand. It looked as if Harry was going to be on a scavenger hunt searching for letters left all over England. He sighed as he began to read.

P,
Apparently you have allowed some knowledge to sink into that idiotic brain of yours. Either that or you have contacted Ms. Granger who has told you exactly what to do, as usual. I pray for the safety of the innocent that you have not involved anyone unnecessarily.
One of my secrets has been told. If not, then you are not the man that I thought you could be. You will have disappointed me and there is not any way in which you could possibly know where your next clue lies.
You are closer to the truth than you were previously. There will be more clues to guide you. Tea-cups, in most manner, are a sight to behold. Sadly, badgers do not know how to hold onto such treasures and they fall into nests of loyal snakes. Things tend to wither and die if not taken care of properly.
Enemies shall meet once more, but the time is not yet at hand. More training needs to be done. If the impossible has been managed, then you have what further resources you need to face your greatest challenge.
HBP
Harry placed the letter on his desk. Snape said so much within those few paragraphs, yet so little. He assumed that the impossible had been getting Lucius out of Azkaban. How had Snape known that he would end up making that a reality? Tea cups and manners with badgers and snakes? That one was perplexing. He understood the warning clearly. He should not enlist the aid of Hermione. That would create added danger and possibly cause more death. Harry sighed.
He picked up the other letter. What could Draco possibly have to say to him? He still had not dealt with the knowledge that he very possibly had just had an intense affair with Draco. Everything was pointing to that, but he was still in denial. It had to be Tonks. His father had even said that Draco was not strong enough, especially when he was emotional. He groaned as he remembered those nights of passion. Emotions had definitely been as high as possible.   He opened the letter fearfully. It was best to get it out of the way.
Emerald,
Harry was startled at how the letter started, his fears staring at him. He groaned. He could not take a letter of confession. “No, no, no, NO!” he yelled into his silent room. He threw some of his books against the wall, taking out his frustration on them.
He sank to the floor and began to cry. He hit his head against the wall repeatedly. It couldn’t have been Draco. It just couldn’t. He wiped his face with his shirt and then looked at the letter that was still lying on his bed. He walked to the bed and sat down staring at the piece of paper that he knew was going to tear his heart out.
Emerald,
I would assume by now that you know the truth. Now is not the time or place to discuss past issues. Just know that not everything fades with the truth.
I cannot leave much evidence behind in writing. Keep your occlumency lessons up. I will always know if you have not practiced. Our souls have connected in a way of which most never dream. To see behind reality to the true heart changes a person.
Keep him safe. I know you will do the right thing. I have faith in you. You cannot allow any to suffer. It is not only a strong point, but a weakness. Thankfully this weakness will be to my benefit.
When it is safe, you shall see that which your heart desires most. Until then may you have sweet dreams; that is if you ever actually decide to close your eyes and find the nirvana that awaits you.
Silver
Harry closed the letter. Tears were running down his face. He couldn’t deny the truth any longer, as much as he wanted to. It was stated directly in front of him. He folded the letter as he let his mind wander. He got ready for bed and lay down, trying to sleep. He just couldn’t get the images out of his head again, all the way to the newest...of the Auror at the ferry landing.
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