Severus made his way to Malfoy Manor, the place Voldemort was currently using as a base of operations and strolled through to reach the dining room.

"Severus. So glad you could make it. I was beginning to think you lost your way." Voldemort greeted the man. "Join us, we saved you a seat." Severus walked over and sat on the dark lord's left. "I trust you being news?"

"Potter will be moved to a safe house just before his seventeenth birthday when the blood wards on his muggle relative's house fall." Severus informed. "I could not gather where, only that it will be impenetrable and if I had to take a guess; somewhere familiar to him." Severus informed, though lying to hopefully give the Order time to move Harry before Voldemort found him.

"Excellent." Voldemort said. "We will strike according to the information Severus gathers for us."

"Now, what of the Malfoy boy?" Voldemort inquired.

"I fear that is a lost cause, my lord." Severus stated. "He's very much on the other side of this war, a close friend to Potter."

"Such a shame." Voldemort stated. "I'd hoped he'd follow you, Severus. No matter," The dark lord paused. "I heard you are the one who dispatched Albus. Is this true?"

"It is," Severus replied calmly.

"I gave specific orders to the boys to be the ones." Voldemort reminded.

"I am aware sir, but I admit I couldn't pass on such an opportunity to get rid of the man myself. All these years making him believe I was on his side, being under his control. It's so very tiring." Severus stated. "Forgive me, my lord."

"Your reasoning pleases me," Voldemort assured. "You've given me all I need to trust you completely."

'Just like Dumbledore said you would, now I can only hope to guide Potter on his mission.' Severus thought, keeping his shields up to their maximum power.

"He was a controlling bastard." Voldemort said.

"Very. His foolishness almost caused Potter to lose faith in him." Severus remarked.

"Really?" Voldemort asked. "How interesting. Tell me, what did the old fool do?" He pushed.

"It came to my attention that despite the protection offered by the blood wards through his muggle aunt; he hated living there because he was mistreated and hated by them. He was abused and starved for years until he turned eleven and came to Hogwarts, dreading returning each summer." Severus said. He could tell the truth here, it didn't matter. "Dumbledore learned of such through the boy and stated that even if he'd known before; he wouldn't have changed anything. I don't believe I've ever seen Potter lose his temper with the old man, but he did that day."

"It's a pity we were pitted against one another and set up that neither of us could live while the other does. I believe I could have made him an ally." Voldemort sat back in his chair.

"You did kill his parents, my lord." Bellatrix pointed out. "I don't believe he'd have come easily."

"I offered to revive his parents for him back in first year, he seemed to respond to that." Voldemort replied. "No matter. The plan is set; we will attack when Harry Potter is moved."

. . .

Harry arrived on Privet Drive with Remus, who apparated him there after leaving the platform at King's Cross. Harry informed no one else that he was leaving for good and Draco did try again to convince Harry to let him come along. Harry refused, reminding Draco it would be dangerous and he needed him at Hogwarts to watch things there. Draco agreed, hating that they would be separated for Merlin only knew how long. Harry got to the house and knocked, being greeted by Vernon.

"Oh, you're back again." Vernon stated.

"Hello to you too, Uncle Vernon. Is Aunt Petunia home?" Harry asked.

"In the living room." Vernon stepped aside to allow him and Remus inside.

"Harry!" Petunia rose the moment she saw him. "I've been worried." She hugged him. It was still something Harry wasn't used to.

Harry hugged back regardless and they all sat down. "Do you remember the last time I was here and I gave you a heads up that things were going to get dangerous soon?"

"Has that time come?" Petunia asked.

"It has. Dumbledore has passed on and Voldemort will be mobilizing soon to find me. The wards fall when I turn seventeen, and that means this house will become a target." Harry informed.

"What must we do?" Petunia asked.

"Pack up to leave. We're moving you to a safe house until the war is over…" Harry stated. "I know it's not ideal and a lot to ask, but…I have no other way to ensure your safety here."

"No, I understand, Harry. We'll get ready for…?" She asked.

"The end of the month. A week before my birthday." Harry said.

"Two members from our Order will be guiding you to the safe house." Remus added.

"When…The war is over, will we see you again?" Petunia asked. Harry didn't answer her and she went over to hug him again. "No matter what happens; I do love you, Harry and I wish you all the best of luck…Visit as soon as you can?"

Harry knew he might not live through it, but he smiled and nodded anyway. "I will." Harry told her. "I'll be back when it's time for the move."

"We'll be ready." Petunia reassured.

. . .

Weeks passed and the time had come. Harry was already at Privet Drive and helped his aunt, uncle, and cousin pack to leave; now they were. Harry hadn't done much the last few weeks except prepare for the horcrux hunt with Ron and Hermione; he'd gotten everything he would need for a long trip packed. Harry knew he was getting moved tonight, but not back to Grimmauld; they were going to the Burrow. Harry couldn't take the chance of Severus giving up information about Grimmauld, so they had to change the destination. Molly and Arthur, of course, were delighted to open their home to the unofficially adopted son they had since second year. Harry's only high points in all this were that he got to be part of Remus and Tonk's wedding not too long ago and he would get to see Bill and Fleur's too. It was nice that good things were still happening.

"I still don't understand why we have to leave," Dudley complained.

"It's not safe for us anymore." Vernon told his son as they were taking things to the trailer; everything else got moved over the weeks. Hestia Jones and Dedalus Diggle were the two in charge of moving them safely.

"Isn't Harry coming with us?" Dudley asked. Petunia had already given Harry a hug and told him to be careful, but she had gone quickly to avoid being upset at the goodbye and knowing it could be the last time she ever saw her nephew.

"No, he doesn't want to." Vernon lied.

Dudley stared at his father, then walked back to Harry and offered his hand. "I'm sorry for the years of torment, Harry. I don't think you're a waste of space…And thank you for saving me a couple years ago."

Harry shook his cousin's hand. "I forgive you, and you're welcome."

Dudley waved as he left the yard and got in the car with his parents. Harry watched them drive off as he went back in the house, walking through it to take in the memories. It was weird he was alone here.

Elsewhere, Hermione had packed and now gone downstairs to her parents with her wand raised. It was going to be the hardest thing she'd ever done but she had to. Hermione cast and Obliviate on her parents so they'd forget about and could never be captured and tortured for information. She left her house walking to her destination. Likewise, Ron was at the burrow and looking out. He knew what was coming and only heard his mother call to him to find his father for dinner.

Harry was sitting on a left behind couch when there was a knock at the door and he went over to see that Draco had come to see him. "What are you doing here?"

"I had to see you." Draco immediately hugged his boyfriend of seven months, almost eight in August. "I wanted to ask something too."

"Draco, I am not changing my mind about you coming on the hunt…" Harry sighed.

"I know, that's not what I want though…" Draco trailed off, and Harry saw the blushing. "After tonight, you'll with the Weasley's and then going on the mission…I wanted to ask if we could move up that special night we planned?"

"Make love?" Harry asked him.

"Please?" Draco hoped. "I know we said after you're seventeen, but-,"

Harry cut him off with a deep kiss. "Okay," Harry agreed.

"Really?" Draco looked at him. "I really thought you'd say no given the circumstances."

"You make a good argument. We won't be able to do it after I'm moved and I did promise you we could over the summer." Harry smiled at him. "There's nothing here, though. Furniture-wise."

"We could go to Sev's place…He sent me word to return there when school let out, reminding me it's still warded to protect those within it's walls." Draco suggested.

"Another reason I didn't want you coming on the hunt. Despite what Severus did…I know he loves you regardless and wants you safe. You won't be on the mission, but at his house or when school picks up again in September…You'll be safe." Harry stated.

"I know…" Draco nodded. "Promise you'll stay in contact as much as you can?"

"As much as I can." Harry vowed. "Come on, we'll go to Severus's. You sure he won't show up at random?"

"I'm sure. He said he wouldn't be there any time soon." Draco promised. "I'll apparate us."

"We have to be back by nightfall, though." Harry warned as Draco nodded.

With that, Draco and Harry stepped into the backyard as Harry held Draco's hand and they were gone with a crack and appearing at Severus's house in Cokeworth. Draco pulled Harry through the wards and into the house. As soon as the door was shut, Draco pulled Harry in for a searing passionate kiss and Harry returned the action and they quickly got into making out.

/Lemon Start/

The making out took them to Draco's bedroom in the house. Shoes had been lost in the movement, along with shirts and belts, which had ended up on the floor and in the hallway. Getting to the room, Draco had back Harry against his bed, then laid over him. The making out paused as Draco stared into his eyes and smiled.

"What?" Harry asked him.

"Nothing, just taking in how beautiful you are." Draco moved some of Harry's hair out of his face. Draco captured Harry's lips again and began working at unclasping the button, then pulling the zipper down to get Harry's pants loose before removing them completely. Draco, now level with his boyfriend's hardened length, took it in his hand and began stroking.

Harry moaned. "Draco…" The blonde boy continued his actions, eventually lowering his mouth and began to lick around and suck. "Merlin…" Draco kept it up and knowing when his boyfriend was at his limit. It went on for a good ten minutes before Harry gripped the sheet beneath him, breathing hard. "Dray…I'm gonna-," Harry couldn't even finish the words before he released quickly. Draco had pulled back in time and let Harry cum on his hand. Draco cast a cleaning spell and went back to making out with Harry, also working at taking off own pants so they could lay together naked while locked in their kissing.

Eventually, Harry had given a blow job too, but didn't finish him off. It was getting later and Harry was expected to be back at Privet Drive for the move. Neither wanted to rush this moment, but there was also the factor of recovery time between orgasms to mind. Harry's erection was only just starting to return. "I'm going to prep you now, love," Harry nodded to his boyfriend. Draco summoned over the lube and coated his fingers and Harry's bum before starting to work his fingers around the hole in a massage-like fashion. Harry moaned against Draco's lips lightly before Draco started to slip a finger past the rim and Harry immediately clamped down. "Ssh," Draco soothed. "Breathe, Harry…Breathe…" Harry relaxed and let out slow breaths while Draco kept working his finger inside Harry's hole. "Feel better?" Harry nodded to him with a smile.

Unknown to them, Severus had returned home to check in on things. Mostly Draco and found himself staring at two sets of shoes, shirts and belts…All leading down the hall to Draco's room, where the door was slightly ajar and Severus heard panting and moaning. "Draco! More…Please?" That was Harry's voice. Severus's eyes widened as he peered through the door silently and saw happening exactly what he thought first of. "Mm! Merlin, yes!" Harry moaned. The boys were being intimate, as Severus expected they might while dating…But now? When things were at their worst? It would forever elude him why they chose tonight to do things, but he knew that Harry was going on the horcrux hunt and Draco was being left behind for his own safety. Severus could respect that, so Severus backed up and left the house so the two lovers could enjoy their love-making.

Draco pumped his fingers, now up to two, in and out of Harry's rear. Going fast and deep as Harry seemed to be liking it. "Are you ready?" Draco asked him finally. Harry could only nod as Draco withdrew his fingers and reapplied the lube to his own cock and Harry's ass. Draco lined himself up with Harry's hole, pressing just the tip at the entrance. "Remember to breathe and stay relaxed…" Harry nodded to his lover as Draco started to push in. Harry winced at the stretch, but kept breathing evenly until Draco was in fully. Harry moaned and they shared a passionate kiss while Harry took the moment to adjust to the feeling.

"You can move," Harry told Draco lightly after the kiss.

Draco held Harry's hips and started rocking his own, keeping a slow pace for his boyfriend to get used to things. "Oh, Harry…" Draco moaned.

"I'm okay, Dray…You can go faster," Harry mentioned. Draco nodded and picked up the speed, earning a loud moan from Harry. "God…Yes…"

Draco smiled he continued on what he was doing. It was the best and Draco knew he truly loved Harry; he wanted to tell him, but during this act would ruin the meaning. But Draco was saying something before Harry went on the mission; he had to. Harry did love Draco, but didn't want to say it just because they were making love, or even before he left for the hunt. It would seem rushed and less meaningful if said in the heat of a moment. The two lovers made love as long as they could before their orgasms were on them. Of course, they switched up positions too. Harry had been on his hands and knees with Draco behind him, then the two laying together and Draco still behind. All the while, Harry would be begging for more with harder, faster, and deeper.

"Draco…I'm gonna cum…" Harry moaned out.

"Me too, Harry…" Draco panted.

It was only a moment later when Harry came from Draco's hand stroking his cock and then Draco came too, releasing inside Harry. The two collapsed together on the bed, sharing small kisses while the pleasure washed over them continuously.

/Lemon End/

They'd finally done it. Draco and Harry, after seven months of dating, made love to one another and it was everything they'd imagined it would be. Even the fact they waited this long and were doing it at a time most would consider and awful time to engage in such activities. But Harry and Draco didn't care; it was their relationship and their choice.

"Are you alright?" Draco asked Harry after a while.

"Mm, great. You?" Harry inquired.

"Fantastic," Draco smiled. "Sucks we can't do it again until you're back."

"It'll be okay." Harry promised. "No matter what, things will work out and before long…We'll be back in each other's arms, Voldemort free, and heading towards our futures. Together."

"Together," Draco nodded.

The two cleaned up and got themselves dressed. Draco and Harry kissed a while more until it was the dreaded time that Harry had to return to Privet Drive. Draco apparated him there and it was just in time because the Order had showed up for the move.

"Where have you been?" Hermione scolded.

"Hanging with Draco for a bit." Harry lied.

"Harry, that was not your wisest decision. Tonight is far too important!" Ron sighed.

"Hey, I'm about to go out and risk my butt again to stop Voldemort. I think I'm entitled to a little time to be a kid still…" Harry remarked.

"He has a point," Remus shrugged. "Draco, you best be going now."

"No, I'm staying. Harry's other two friends get to be here to help, so will I." Draco stated.

"We don't have time for this." Alastor shoved past them. "Let's get undercover before someone decides to murder him."

"Cheerful as always, Moody," George said.

Harry greeted Bill Weasley, and Fleur, then Harry saw Kingsley and Arthur Weasley. Next was a male Harry didn't recognize, on the short side, and of course, Nymphadora beside her husband. Fred and George were present too. Harry loved his friends dearly.

"Kingsley, I thought you were looking after the prime minister?" Harry stared at the Auror.

"You are more important." Kingsley informed.

"Doing alright from the attack, Bill?" Harry asked. Bill had been attacked by the same werewolf that turned Remus, and he was one now too.

"Best I can, Harry," Bill smiled.

"Just remember, Fleur, Bill likes his steaks on the raw side these days." Remus joked.

"My husband, the joker." Tonks smiled, holding Remus's arm. "By the way, wait until you hear the news…Remus and I-,"

"Yes, all very touching. Now let's get a move on." Alastor stepped in. "Potter, you're underage. Which means you've still got the trace on you."

"What's the trace?" Harry asked.

"If you sneezed, the ministry would know who wipes your nose. The point is, we have to use those means of transport the trace can't detect. Brooms, Threstals. We'll go in pairs." Alastor informed. "That way if anyone is out there waiting, and I reckon there will be, they won't know which Harry Potter is the real one…"

Harry stared. "The real one?"

Alastor pulled a flask from his inner pocket. "I'm sure you're familiar with this particular brew…"

"No. Absolutely not." Harry refused, understanding now.

"I told you he'd take it well," Hermione commented.

"No. If you think I'm gonna let everyone risk their life for me…" Harry protested.

"Never done that before, have we?" Fred said.

"This is different. Taking that, becoming me. No." Harry said.

"Well, none of us really fancy it, mate." George chuckled.

"Imagine something went wrong and we ended up a scrawny, specky, git forever." Fred added.

"Everyone here is of age, Potter. They've all agreed to take the risks." Alastor stated.

"Technically, I've been coerced." Said the male Harry didn't recognize. "Mundungus Fletcher, Mr. Potter. Always been huge admirer."

"Nip it, Mundungus." Alastor glared. "Alright, Granger…As discussed."

Harry felt some of his hair ripped out and he glared. "Blimey, Hermione…"

"Straight in here if you please?" Alastor held out the flask as Hermione put the hair in and stepped back while Alastor shook it up with a grin. Everyone lined up as Harry watched who was taking his place. Fred and George, Fleur, Ron, Hermione and Mundungus stepped up. "For those of you who haven't taken Polyjuice Potion before. Fair warning, it tastes like Goblin piss." He walked over to the Weasley twins.

"Had lots of experience with that, have ya, Mad-Eye?" Fred asked. Alastor glared, unamused. "Just trying to diffuse the tension…"