Title: Sudden Changes
Author: DarkShadowSoulStealer (or Darkalli on I do not own Harry Potter!!!!!
Warnings: Slash, Incest and all the other stuff in my previous warnings.
Pairings: HP/SS, DM/BZ, LM/RL, FW/GW
No one can make you inferior without your consent.
Chapter Four: Harry Potter! You Got Some Explaining to do.
"Wow!" was the first word to escape Harry's mouth when he saw his family manor.
Remus on the other hand had already seen it as he had spent many summers hanging around with James and Sirius; he was upset though by how it looked on the outside after many years of not being looked after. Mrs. Potter's gardens were dead and withering and he hoped that the inside looked better.
"It used to look a lot better, your grandmother used to have a very beautiful garden." Remus told Harry.
"Well, let's go and see what the inside looks like." Was Harry's reply and hey walked up the long path to the front door.
Taking a deep breath, Harry pulled on the handle and pushed the door inwards. He let the breath out with a stunned whistle when he saw the entry way of the house. It looked as though the house elves had kept the house in very good condition on the inside compared to the outside. The floor was made from a bright white marble that had traces of blue throughout it, the walls were painted a light burgundy and there was a table and chairs lining the left side of the room.
As they entered the main room in the front of the house, a house elf popped in. It was dressed in a uniform with the Potter family crest on it and it made Harry wonder why the Malfoy house elves wore rags.
"How can Missy be helping yous?" the house elf asked them.
"Missy, I need you to show me around the house and I need two rooms set up for living in and another two for some guests that will be arriving tonight," Harry told the happy house elf.
"Oh yes, Master. Missy be getting right to it, she will. Right this way, Missy show yous the house."
It took Harry and Remus an hour and a half to see the whole house, they had chosen the rooms that they would have and after a good ten minutes of arguing Harry finally managed to get Remus to pick a room in the family wing. Remus didn't want to stay in the family wing and opted to stay in the guest wing but Harry had refused to let him saying that he was family and as such he was to stay in the family wing. Harry had picked the master bedroom and Remus had received the room across the hall and three rooms down from Harry, their belongings had been un-shrunk and placed in their rooms for the house elves to unpack and put away, they headed down to the ground floor where Missy had gathered all of the other Potter family elves to meet their new Master.
"Okay, I need the cooking staff to make dinner, enough for four. And I need a room prepared and warded for Remus when he goes through his transformations on the full moon. Hmmm…. Anything else, Moony?" Harry said.
"You need to have the owlery cleaned out, I'm pretty sure that Hedwig won't be happy if she has to sleep in it in the state it's in," Remus replied.
The house elves all nodded their heads and then headed off to do what was asked of them, happy to be serving someone again after so many years without a master. Harry and Remus went into the downstairs living room and sat down on the now uncovered couch in front of the un-lit fire.
"So Moony, when are you going to tell Lucius Malfoy about him being your mate?" Harry asked his silently brooding godfather.
"I'm not Harry, what's the point?" was Remus' reply.
"Either you tell him, Remus, or I will." Harry said with a stern look on his face, putting an end to that particular topic for the time being.
It was an hour later when the front door bell sounded through out the house, signaling the arrival of the Malfoy's. Missy let them in and escorted them into the living room that Harry and Remus still occupied. They walked to the couch opposite the one Harry and Remus were on and sat down; they looked at each other for a while until the elder Malfoy decided to break the silence.
"I received a very interesting letter from Gringotts today Mister Potter," Lucius Malfoy said.
"And will you do as it says?" Harry asked him.
"I'm not against running a school, it should be interesting. But I have a question," Malfoy senior said.
"Yes?" Harry inquired.
"You said today that you found out about my spying last night in a vision, yet that letter was written yesterday morning. How is that possible?" Lucius asked, genuinely confused.
"Well, one night last year I was walking through the castle after curfew due to not being able to sleep after a vision from Voldemort. I was under my invisibility cloak so that Snape couldn't bust me, when who do I come across having a heated conversation in the main hallway of the dungeons but the Potions Master and the supposed Malfoy Death Eater. I was going to leave until I noticed something…..Strange. That night was the first night that I ever saw a Malfoy cry. I decided to stick around and find out what was going on, to find out what Severus Snape, the feared Potions Master could have said to the scary Malfoy Patriarch to make him cry. I mean come on, if he couldn't make me cry through all these years, what made you cry." Harry paused in his story telling to bask in the shock that was radiating in the room. He took a drink of his Butterbeer that one of the house elves had brought in during his explanation and then went back to talking.
"Anyway, I listened some more and Snape was telling you to give up spying because you had more to loose than him. He wanted to know if you really wanted to leave your son with your psycho wife, and you turned around and told him that there was information that only you were told as you were Voldemort's right hand man. The pair of you were about to say more when there was a noise down the hall and Snape slipped you a port-key and you left. I had always wondered where all the information came from, when most of the meetings Snape wasn't at and he still gave solid information on raids and such. Last night I saw Narcissa in a private meeting with Voldemort and she let it slip that you were working for the light and slipping important information for someone in Dumbledore's order, I don't think she knows who your contact is so Snape should be safe for now. But if I were you, I really wouldn't go to that meeting tonight."
Lucius sat on the opposite couch a look of contemplation on his weary face, he knew Harry to be telling the truth. He had feared since the beginning of the second war that Narcissa would turn on him and that he would have to give up his spying duties. But not like this, not this early in the war, Severus was his best friend and he'd be damned if he would leave him to go through what he had to, to get the information needed. But Potter was right; he couldn't go to the meeting and end up dead only to leave his son in the hands of his unwanted wife. He never wanted to marry her, it was his father who pushed him into it and prevented him from being with the one person he wanted to be with, maybe now was his chance to throw away the Malfoy Pureblood supremacy act and finally do what he had wanted to do since he was in school.
"Alright Potter, you win. I won't go to the meeting tonight but I would like to know where I am supposed to stay as Voldemort will come searching for me once he finds out that I know he knows." Lucius said as he looked up into the pools of swirling emerald green.
"If you promise not to ridicule my house elves, then you are welcome to stay here. It would be prudent not to inform Dumbledore of this development, that senile old man would just love to get his manipulative claws into anything to control it," Harry finished with venom in his voice at the mention of Dumbledore, which didn't go unnoticed by the Malfoy's.
"Not in love with the old fool anymore, Potter?" Draco asked with a sneer, still unsure why his father had brought him and not understanding how the cold and heartless man could even care for him to risk his life.
"Oh for fuck sake, Draco, grow up. You're not eleven anymore, get a life, the world does not revolve around you and if you actually sat down and talked with your father you might actually like him. Don't go taking your hate and confusion for your father out on me or you will find yourself outside my wards quicker than you can say Hogwarts." Harry said to the young Malfoy, finally having enough of his attitude.
To say the young Malfoy was shocked was an understatement, his mouth was hanging open and he had thrown all Malfoy dignity out the window. Remus, who was still sitting next to Harry and had been quiet the whole time, was trying desperately not to laugh at the look on Draco Malfoy's face. He was also trying to ignore the looks that he was getting from Lucius Malfoy.
"Well, now that we have all had our little disagreements and I have told you my story, dinner should be ready." Harry said and then he got up off of the couch followed closely by Remus and left the room, hoping the two Malfoy's would follow.
Seeing that they had followed him, Harry lead them to a dining room on the ground level that he had asked the elves to serve dinner in, walking into the room, Harry sat down at the head of the table. Remus sat directly to his left and Lucius sat opposite, making the already nervous Werewolf even more nervous. Draco sat grudgingly next to his father and waited for the food. One of the kitchen elves named Polky came into the room and walked up to Harry and bowed.
"Dinner is ready Master Harry, would yous be eating now?" the elf asked.
"Yes Polky, we will be eating now. Thank you." Harry told the elf. Polky bowed and then with a pop disappeared.
"That reminds me. Lucius, how come your house elves are dressed in rags and mine aren't?" Harry asked as he turned to face the regal Malfoy Lord.
"My father believed that house elves were a disgrace and that they were nothing but slaves and didn't deserve to wear clothing; he forced them into wearing rags. He was your age when he had demanded that his father make them wear rags rather than the clothing they were wearing before." Lucius replied.
"Sounds like he had a stick wedged right up his ass." Was Harry's reply as their food appeared on the table.
After they had finished their meal they moved into the second floor library where they talked the rest of the night before Harry had a house elf show Lucius and Draco to their rooms. Draco and Harry had formed a somewhat shaky friendship in those few hours and the young Malfoy had actually had a decent conversation with his father where Lucius explained why he had acted the way he had throughout Draco's life. From the looks of things, father and son would be alright.
Harry went to his room and changed for bed, settling in to read a book he was very interested in that he had found in the library. He was halfway through the second chapter when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his scar and then his world went black as he was pulled into yet another vision.
Meanwhile, Remus was making his way back to his from getting a drink when he ran into Draco and his father. Lucius was clutching at his arm and his face was screwed up in pain, Remus knew immediately what this meant and made with a gasp made a mad dash for Harry's room closely followed by two confused Malfoy's who were wondering why he was acting strange. Remus made it to Harry's room in record time and tried to open the door only to find it locked.
"Why did he have to lock it?" Remus growled as he allowed a part of the wolf to come forward and used its strength to bust open the door and enter the room, Lucius and Draco followed suit only to stop in the doorway and stare at the sight before them.
On the bed lay Harry and he was thrashing about and screaming, in a split second, before either noticed the movement, Remus was by his side and trying to hold him down. The attempt was futile as Harry kept thrashing around wildly, Remus started to frantically look around the room until his eyes landed on Harry's medicine chest that he had fully stocked that day. Turning to the two Malfoy's still standing in the doorway standing he barked out orders.
"Draco, grab his legs to keep him from moving around to much, he's likely to hurt himself. Lucius grab that chest that is over by the wardrobe and bring it here, NOW." He said with force as they still stood unmoving, but when his voice rose and his eyes flashed they moved to obey not wanting to upset the Werewolf any more then he already was.
"What's wrong with him?" Draco asked as he grabbed Harry's legs to stop them from kicking about.
"He's having a vision, and from the looks of it a very nasty one." Remus replied.
Just them Lucius came over with chest and opened it up he then looked to Remus for further instructions all thoughts of the pain he was going through due to his scar forgotten as he saw the obvious pain that Harry was in.
"Take out the vile that's marked crucio, as well as one of the red ones and a green one," Remus told the man as he struggled to keep Harry from hitting him in the face again.
Lucius retrieved the mentioned Potions and handed them to Remus who was using the wolf's strength to hold Harry down; Remus poured the green potion down Harry's throat and massaged it to make him swallow. Once the potion took effect, Harry stopped moving and calmed down. The next potion that Remus gave him was the potion to stop the after effects of the Crucio, and the last was a pain reliever. Once the last potion was swallowed Harry's eyes opened and he blinked up at Remus before smiling sheepishly.
"I feel like a heard of Hippogriff's ran over my head," were the first words to leave Harry's mouth.
Remus just laughed and helped Harry to sit up and lean against the headboard; he rubbed at his eyes and massaged the aching muscles in his neck. He was fully aware that he was being stared at by three sets of eyes and knew he had some explaining to do.
"Harry Potter, you have some explaining to do." Draco said into the quiet of the room.
A/N" ha ha ha ha, aren't I cruel. But don't worry I will have a new chapter up hopefully by this coming weekend.
