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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 ~ Chapter 9 Author: cyn_ful 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. You have been my inspiration for the last few “snippets” you keep me going. Thank you! 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 thanks for the great reviews. You truly inspire me. Chapter 9 ~ This is the Night ~ lyrics by Clay Aiken
Harry let the wards down around his room and enjoyed the fact that the rest of the house was quiet. He slipped into the bathroom to take a quick shower. He stripped off his clothes and let the water pound on his body. It had been an extremely long day and the hot water felt good rushing over his body.
He leaned his head on the wall of the shower and closed his eyes, his tears mixing with the water as it fell over his head. He sank down to the floor of the shower and laid his head on his knees, letting the cleansing heat take away all of his worries. All of them except for the blond who now occupied his thoughts.
How could it have been Draco? Draco would never touch him like that. They were both boys! It explained a lot. He now knew how Tonks could be in love with Moony. Oh, Merlin! The person he thought he loved was just a figment of someone's imagination.
His body shook as he sat in the puddles of water surrounding him. He hugged his legs tightly and cried. This just wasn't right. It wasn't fair.
Harry finally got out of the shower and dried off. He went back into his room, not feeling any better, but deciding he would try to sleep. Maybe he would be able to sleep. Maybe he wouldn't be haunted by images of what they had done. Maybe.
He lay his head down and began the mental preparations for blocking his mind. With the strain of the day, he was not fully preparing his mind. He fell into a restless sleep, thrown into dreams of himself being tortured by the stinging pain of a flogger wielded by Lucius.. Stan was selling tickets to the different Aurors to watch the show. Everyone was laughing, not caring that their "hero" was being tortured. Snape and Draco walked in eating popcorn and shouted out tips on how best to flog the victim to Lucius as they sat down. Arthur sat there shaking his head disapprovingly. Harry woke with his heart pounding, drenched in sweat. He was panting as he tried to get his bearings.
He wasn't sure what it was that had woken him, but he was thankful. He could tell it was still late. He lay back down, trying to forget the images as he closed his eyes again.
Harry took deep breaths and tried to think of anything except his dream. He thought he heard voices in his head, but he decided it would be best to block those out as well. He managed to drown all except for one persistent one that kept saying, “Harry.”
He groaned as he rolled over and hit his pillow. He pulled it over his head in hopes that the final voice would be blocked out as well. “Harry.” He hit the pillow again and rolled into another position.
“Harry, you can’t hide from me forever. You aren’t strong enough to block me out.”
The voice was very practical. He had heard it over and over again for six years. It had haunted him so many times and now it was stuck in his head. “You aren’t real! Go away,” he moaned.
Behind his closed eyes he could see the silvery grey colors swirling forming into eyes. “I’m as real as you are, Harry. All you have to do is remember and feel.”
“Why?” he cried into his pillow.
“I can’t answer that, yet. Soon. When I see you again.”
“Today?”
”Maybe later, but soon. A few more things need to be revealed.”
“Why are you doing this to me?”
“The why doesn’t matter right now, Harry. It is late. You need to sleep so you can take care of my father.”
“Is that what you wanted at Azkaban?”
“It wasn’t quite what I was expecting, but thank you for him. Take care of him for me until it is safe.”
Harry didn’t hear anything else, as he slipped into a dream. White hot lips tormenting him, teasing him. “You are mine, Harry. All mine. Body, heart and soul.” The eyes pierced the darkness of the memories.
Harry was lying in front of the fire in the Room of Requirement. His eyes were closed. He heard the door open and close softly, but did not stir. He had hoped she would come that night. He didn't move as he heard her moving around the room. He knew she would come to him eventually.
He felt her presence next to him. She slid down onto the floor next to him and began to run her hands over his body. She slipped her hand up his shirt and traced his chest with her nails. He could feel her taking his pants down. He was so warm and comfortable, he couldn't open his eyes, only move to accommodate her as she touched him softly.
"You are the reason I wake up in the morning, Harry. I want to be with you forever," she said as she began to kiss his body.
"I shall love no other but you. With my heart and soul, body and mind, I am yours," Harry replied to her sleepily.
"Will you do something for me, my love?" she asked hesitantly.
He opened his eyes and looked at her. "Anything."
"A spell. It needs to be done between those who have a pure heart and love each other completely. I do love you completely."
He tried to shake the drowsy feeling. "What kind of spell? I don't know..."
"Please," she begged. "It will only show that we love each other. It will help us to stay in contact." She bent down and took him into her mouth and began to suck on it softly. "We will of course, have to seal it by making love, so intense and powerful, no one will be able separate us."
He tried to bring the doubts he had out, but they were silenced in his head. The idea of mind-blowing sex was a definite prospect he could deal with. He nodded yes and moaned as she continued to lick and tease his cock.
She looked up at him and smiled. "Shall we begin, my love? It won't take that long for us to do and the spell is very simple. It is surprising more couples do not use it," she said softly, encouraging him, using those words to let him know it was a wise decision.
She stood up and removed her clothes. She then finished taking Harry's off of him. "Harry, I love you."
"I love you, too," he said as he kissed her softly, letting his erection move between her legs. She turned from him almost as quickly as he wrapped his arms around her.
She quickly accio'd a table, a bowl, and a ceremonial knife. She placed the table between them and placed the bowl and knife perfectly in the center. "This is all we need, and it will show that you are mine and I am yours."
She took his left arm and made a cut along his wrist and then held the knife out to him. He repeated the process on her arm. She then directed the flow of blood into the bowl before them.
He kneeled in a daze while watching her precise movements. She picked up the bowl and swirled the red liquid around for a minute then placed the bowl back down and looked at him. She waved her wand one last time and a red cloth was tied around their arms, holding their wounds together. "Repeat after me, my love."
He nodded and watched her eyes. The pure silver reflecting back at him left him mesmerized. He had come to love it when her eyes were this color.
"You are blood of my blood, and bone of my bone.
I give you my body, that we two might be one.
I give you my spirit, until our life shall be done."
Harry repeated the words with her, as they completed the spell, she held the bowl up with one hand to have him drink from it. He took it from her and then placed it next to her lips, her eyes never leaving his. The bowl was placed between them again, but they crawled around the table until their bodies met.
His lips took hers and kissed her, exploring her mouth, tasting a bitter metallic flavor that was left behind from the spell. He had never wanted her more than at that moment. He lifted her body up and let her straddle him. She slid easily onto him as they moved as one.
They finished and collapsed onto the floor where Harry had originally started. He opened his eyes at his lover and smiled dreamily, running his fingers through the drowsy blonde's hair. "I love you," he whispered not quite comprehending that it was a male beside him and not the girl he thought was there.

Harry sat up, his heart pounding. He had thought that night had only been a dream! "Oh, fuck!"
Oath is from Outlander by Diana Gabaldon
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