As Harry watched the Weasleys leave the house he sensed the wards shift and change as the spell they had cast took hold. No one other then Harry or his husband would be entering here without his permission, again.

Kreacher re-appeared. "Master, all of those you kicked out have gone. The house is empty but for you and master's husband."

Harry nodded at the house elf. "Thank you Kreacher. Is the master suite ready for use Kreacher?"

The house elf bobbed. "No one used suite since Master Sirius died. The suite has been made ready for Master Harry and Master's husband."

Harry smiled. "You can stop calling him master's husband. You can call him Master Severus, Kreacher."

The little house elf nodded. "Kreacher will bring Master Harry and Master Severus dinner. Kreacher has been cooking."

Harry watched as the little house elf disappeared and slipped down into the couch near the fireplace. He wondered how Sirius would have felt about Harry being back here and taking over. He reminded himself Sirius had left him the property and his title, he would be happy. He'd probably even find it amusing Harry had bonded with his mother.

Severus sat down with him. "I hope that elf has learned to cook. I recall meals here before I disappeared to France."

Harry shrugged. "I hope so. I got the sense he only fed us like that because he hated us. He does seem to like me now."

Severus had to agree. "If all else fails we can call for Tipsy to come from Spinner's end, or Dobby."

Harry smiled. "I'm glad that you convinced me to take over paying Dobby. Not that he wouldn't have wanted to help anyways but at least we know Dumbledore can't force him to be loyal to him."

Severus shook his head. "The house elves either bonded ones or free like Dobby work for Hogwarts, not for the headmaster. But it always helps to know you can trust them."

Kreacher appeared a few moments later with a tray laden down with food and both Harry and Severus sighed with relief to find that the house elf indeed knew how to cook and when he liked those he cooked for, he was actually quite an excelled one. It was a simple meal of sandwiches and soup but the soup was a nice thick potato soup that would have rivalled something Molly would have made.

"I think we're going to have to keep him." Harry smiled. Turning to Kreacher. "Thank you, the food is quite good."

Kreacher smiled and bobbed. "Thank you master, master is very kind."

Severus snickered when the elf disappeared. "You're the only person I know who insists on treating house elves with such respect. Well you and Miss Granger."

Harry cringed at the name of his former friend. "But you see where my kindness gets their loyalty. Do you think Dobby would have helped me all this time if I was not so kind to him?"

Severus smirked. "Isn't he the one who sent a mad bludger at you in quiditch in second year?"

Harry grimaced at the memory. "Okay, he is a bit off on his help. He did though also bring me a blanket and food from time to time while I was in prison."

That was a bit of news to Severus. "I never knew that. I'm surprised he was able to get through."

Harry shrugged. "Dobby told me he just had to make sure no dementors were to near when he came. Wizards could not detect his magic."

"I guess the wards have it so that elves could not take you out, but they can enter." Severus thought.

"Dobby said they have house elves taking care of prisoners in low security cells where dementors aren't the guards." Harry said.

Severus marvelled at how easy his husband was able to talk about his time in prison. He had been in prison before but only for a week and he had been guilty. His lover and now husband had spent six months in prison for a crime he didn't commit, all in order to protect Severus from being found out.

"I don't think I've told you enough how amazed I am that you never gave me up." Severus said.

Harry just kissed him. "I love you. I would never put you in harm."

"I hope I can prove that I deserve your love, one day." Severus admitted.

Harry took the hand his husband wore his wedding ring on and then put his hand to the part of his husband's chest he knew his own band was hanging against and smiled.

"You've already done that. When you married me and bonded with me, you proved that." Harry said.

Severus sighed. "Not the most romantic honeymoon. I wished I had been able to offer you more. Waited until after the war."

Harry shushed him. "I want nothing more then to be your husband and our wedding night is not over. Did you forget what I asked Kreacher?'

Severus shook his head. "You asked him to get us dinner and about the master suite?"

Harry nodded. "The master suite. Can you guess why I was enquiring about a bedroom?"

Severus' smirk turned into a full blown smile as he swept his husband to him for a deep passionate kiss before scooping Harry into his arms and carrying his husband up to the door he knew lead to the master suite. He kicked open the doors and carried Harry over to the bed. They had made love plenty of times but this was the first time in six months, the first time since they were reunited, and the first time since they became husband and husband.

Severus looked down at his husband for a moment. "You know I've been thinking about doing this al those months in France."

Harry smiled at the thought. "I was just wishing for your arms around me. I thought you were dead, until Fred came and told me you were alive."

Severus lowered himself down over his husband. "I'm so sorry that you went through all of that. I wish I could have told you sooner that I was safe."

"I know you came as soon as you could and I love you for it. Now make love to me." Harry said.

Severus didn't have to be asked twice as he lowered his mouth to his husband's and he revelled in the sweet taste of his husband. All of his dreams about making love to Harry over the past few months didn't even begin to compare to having his husband in his arms. Didn't compare to feeling Harry pressed under him right now. He lost himself, as Harry did, in the passion of the night. It was like their first time again.

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Harry awoke in the morning snuggled in his husband's arms, his husband spooning him. He was so comfortable and at peace that he was startled when a blurry form appeared in front of him and began talking.

"Master, master sorry to disturb you but master has a call." Kreacher said.

Harry grabbed his glasses which he put on and looked at the little elf. "Kreacher, who is calling us?"

"Woman says she is from office of the minister of magic. Says she needs to speak to Lord Potter right away." Kreacher explained.

Harry wanted to tell Kreacher to tell them to buzz off but Severus responded. "Kreacher tell them my husband will be there in a few moments."

When the elf disappeared Harry turned to Severus. "Why?"

"You are a wizard lord now. If you want to use that to your advantage, you need to make it known. Do not allow yourself to be summoned to the ministry like a child, make sure that you make them aware of who you are." Severus reminded him.

Harry stood up reluctantly and got changed. "I have never been a wizarding lord before, exactly how do I show them who I am?"

Severus smiled as he too dressed. "Remember how Lucius acts when he is in public?" and when Harry nodded. "Like that."

Harry was a bit surprised. "You mean all wizarding lords are expected to act like that."

"Only the ones who seek power and want to be known. You've seen Luc in private; you know he is nothing like that in reality." Severus reminded him.

Harry had to agree. The real Luc from what he had seen was quite an amazing friend. "So you want me to act like a spoiled, pompous Lucius Malfoy?"

Severus nodded. "If you're going to pretend to be one of those lords, you might as well take after the best of them."

Harry started to make his way to the library. "Are they all pretending or some of them really like that?"

Severus sighed. "Most are really like that, a few pretend and there are some who are genuinely good people. Your grandparents were well respected and kind people."

"So what do I do?"

Just outside the library Severus stopped. "Do not let them tell you when to come. Tell them when you will show up. Insist on wine served in your lord house cups, which they'll find some where in the ministry and make sure you do most of the talking."

Harry took a deep breath and walked into the library; Severus came but once again was invisible. He was shocked to see whose head was in the flames.

"Dolores Umbridge" Harry said coolly.

The toad like woman gave one of her falsely sweet smiles. "Mr Potter, how nice to see you again."

"I'm sorry but I presume you have me confused with someone else. I'm after all Lord Potter-Black. I would presume you'd know at least civil courtesies as such."

The woman's eyes blazed. "Of course, my apologies. Now I must insist you come to the ministry right away. The minister demands to speak to you right away."

"I am busy this morning but you can tell dear Cornelius that I'll come through later this afternoon. Perhaps about 1." Harry said, trying to be like Lucius.

"The minister is a busy man. He has made space for you this morning. I must insist that you attend now." Dolores tried not to screech.

"You insist? I'm sure that the minister is aware that you do not simply order a Lord of the high counsel to appear. Not to mention one with two seats. I will humour him by showing up but it will be this afternoon or it will not be at all." Harry said coldly.

The woman looked positively ready to burst. "Fine, Lord Potter, I will pass that along?"

"Oh by the way I must insist that my wine be served in either the Potter or Black chalices, as I am sure refreshment will be provided. I know you would never presume to make a lord drink from a regular cup but I thought I'd male sure. Those chalices probably have not been used in some time."

Dolores Umbridge was stuttering in anger by that point and finally gave up. "We'll see to it Lord Potter-Black. I'll inform the minister he should expect you this afternoon."

When she was gone Harry turned to Severus. "How did I do?"

Severus laughed. "You would have made Lucius proud. The real first test though will be this afternoon when you meet."

Harry shrugged his shoulders. "Don't worry I think I'm channelling Lucius already. I've seen him and Draco in public enough, it shouldn't be that hard."

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Cornelius Fudge was sitting in his office when Dolores Umbridge came in. He had been dealing with an irate Dumbledore already that morning after Albus had found out that the money from the Potter vaults had been taken back.

"What did the boy say?"

Dolores was a bit worried to tell her boss. "Lord Potter-Black told me to remind you a Lord of the counsel is not to be summoned like a servant. He shall come this afternoon around 1."

Cornelius was quite calm. "Hmmm, so the boy has decided to throw his weight around."

Dolores nodded. "That boy forgets who he is."

"No, my dear I think he realized just who he is for once. This is an interesting turn of events. No wonder Albus was in such a mood this morning." Cornelius said.

Dolores was taken aback by her boss' attitude. "The boy has made demands about the chalices, wine and such."

Cornelius waved it off. "See to it. Having a lord of two houses of the counsel on our side might come in handy. I have a feeling I can find a common bond with our new little lord."

Dolores stomped off to see to the preparations and Cornelius was left smiling and thinking. So Albus' little golden boy is freed from prison and seems to have broken free from under his control. Albus should have seen it coming, even Cornelius had his doubts the boy was guilty. Harry was always too sickeningly good to be corrupted enough to be a death eater. He was quite intrigued to meet this new Harry Potter, Lord Potter-Black he corrected himself. Intrigued indeed.