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Warning: This story will be SLASH ( will contain male/male relationship), so if you don't like this kind of stuff just don't read. You have been warned. Please no flames from homophobes!

A/N1: The story begins at the end of the summer before Harry's last year at Hogwarts, but the sixth book never happened

A/N2: Hi all We are two crazy Harry Potter/ yaoi fans, who decided to make their own. We totally love Harry/Draco so their relationship will be the heart of the story. Fonsadae is responsible for Harry and Himechi- for Draco. We will use our unique craziness to build their characters for this story. Sorry but we hate Ron and Ginny so don't expect anything good from them.

A/N3: This is our first fan fiction so we will really, really, really appreciate constructive criticism, ideas, opinion...actually any kind of review :D

A/N4 (the last one, we promise): Just wanted to warn you before you start. We don't have a beat reader and English isn't our native language, so we apologize for any mistakes we might have made.

Hope you'll like it

Chapter One: Changes

"FRED! GEORGE! Come downstairs right now! The meeting begins!"

Upstairs Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were becoming the new guinea pigs of the twins.

"Come on, Ronikins, don't be a baby. Just try it. Say Aaaaaa." George said his eyes glinting mischievously.

"I'm not your stupid guinea pig! I won't eat that!"

"A little lollipop won't bite you." Fred exclaimed with the same evil grin as his brother's, plastered on his face.

Harry snickered.

"He's right, you know. What bad can happen?"

"Are you joking?! Of course something bad will happen. These are Fred and George we are dealing with. Why don't you try it?"

Harry smirked. He took the lollipop from George and put it in his mouth with the most delightful expression on his face. Meanwhile he approached Ron, put his hand on the back of the boy's neck and when their faces were only inches apart he used the opportunity that Ron was gaping at him and shoved the candy in the redhead's mouth. Harry grinned wickedly and took a step back so he could enjoy the reactions, his little joke was getting. George was crawling on the ground caught up in a laughing fit. Fred had taken out his camera and was documenting the event all the while mumbling something about "the Prophet", "First page" and "imagine the headings". Hermione was clapping while blushing lightly but with a very satisfied look on her face. Ginny looked disgusted and was glaring at her boyfriend (a.k.a. Harry), demanding an explanation. But the reaction, Harry was most pleased with was Ron's. The redhead's horror struck expression was priceless: his eyes looked like they would fall out of their sockets and his mouth was once again gaping, which caused the lollipop to fall to the flour.

"What the fuck is wrong with you mate? Why the hell did you do that for? You are behaving like a bloody fag!"

"Well thank you, mate, I love you too"

Now Fred was joining George on the floor. At that moment Harry's and Ron's hair began changing. After mere seconds the both looked like they came out of a video clip from the seventies. Now Hermione was down next to the twins.

Ron, who immediately ran to a mirror to see why the usually serious girl was rolling on the floor holding her stomach, was enraged by the sight that met him.

"What did you do to my hair?!" He shouted at the twins. Then he turned, pointing at Harry accusingly. "It's all your fault. Now I look like a…a…a bloody LION!"

Fred and George were trying to take a breath.

"FRED! GEORGE! If I have to shout one more time I'll lock you in a room with Snape for the entire duration of the evening.

The laughter of the twins died immediately.

"We must hurry" George suggested and stood up from the floor, a worried look on his face.

"Yeah. We really should be going." Fred agreed.

The last thing they heard, before closing the door behind them, was Ron, hysterically shouting for them to get back and fix his hair.

--

Fred and George entered the room, where the order members were gathered, waiting for them.

"Ah, boys, you deemed us worthy of your presence." Kingsley Shacklebolt smiled at the twins.

The teenagers just grinned and looked around. All the order members were present so the room was quiet full. Kingsley was sitting next to Remus, who looked paler than usual. Tonks was there too. Her hair today was waist-long and was a bright pink color. Moody was standing near the fireplace, glaring at Mundungus, who looked kind of drunk. Dumbledore, surprisingly, was present too and winked at the boys, eyes twinkling with amusement. Their mother and father were at the other side of the room, Molly furiously eyeing her trouble-making sons. The twins just ignored her and sat down next to Charlie and Bill, who were quietly discussing something.

The teenagers were just wondering who was missing when all too soon they were reminded when the bat-like potions master Severus Snape appeared from nowhere and made his way to the center of the room.

Everyone's expressions changed, becoming serious when they saw Snape's worried face. He looked around the room as if to make sure everyone was there and began his report.

"The importance of what I have to say made the presence of all of you essential. The Dark Lord disappeared."

Silence fell upon the room. Shocked faces could be seen everywhere. Only Tonks dared to ask the question that haunted them all.

"What?"

Snape sighed and continued.

"Last night he gathered all his Death Eaters and announced that he would be gone for a while. He ordered everything to continue unchanged, so that his disappearance rests unnoticed. I believe that the reason behind his sudden departure is the same one that kept him from going after Potter when the charm protecting him fell on his seventeenth birthday."

"Severus, do you have any clues what that reason might be?" Dumbledore asked, concern evident in his voice.

"I can't be certain, but I presume that this has something to do with a research."

"What kind of research?" Arthur interrupted him.

"If I knew, I would have told you already." The professor answered coldly.

"Yeah, right." Fred whispered to George.

Snape looked at the Headmaster again.

"Now what?"

"Now, my dear friend, we will use the time, Voldemort unconsciously gave us, to prepare ourselves for the upcoming war."

"And what does that mean for Harry?" Asked Molly, fear etched on her face.

The twinkle came back in the blue eyes of Dumbledore and a smile grazed his lips.

"You'll see soon enough."

--

"Now let's move to the more pressing matters." The headmaster continued. "The Death Eaters are still active so we'll continue with the initial plan for tomorrow. I want Remus, Tonks, Alastor and Kingsley to escort the children to Kings Cross and get them on the train. Of course it's not necessary to mention, that Molly and Arthur will be accompanying them as well. Tonks you don't need to travel with them this year since there is someone else who will be there nonetheless and can take care of their protection."

Dumbledore raised his hand to stop the upcoming questions and reassured them all.

"Don't worry. I'll present him to you on the next order meeting."

The old wizard moved his eyes to look at Snape who was still standing in the middle of the room.

"Thank you for your hard work, Severus. We all understand that you are putting yourself at risk every time you bring us such valuable information and we are grateful."

The meeting was obviously over so Molly stood up.

"You are all welcome to stay for dinner." She offered, even though she knew that everyone will want to get home and rest.

"I must have to decline your most tempting offer but I have some pretty urgent business I have to attend to. I wish you all a pleasant evening" The headmaster stood up and left the house bidding them goodbye.

The room slowly filled out leaving there only the members of the Weasley family and Lupin, who was a permanent resident for the moment, seeing how his house was burnt down by Death Eaters a couple of weeks ago.

--

Fred and George used the opportunity that the others struck up a conversation about the meeting and snack out before their mother could yell at them or make them help with the dinner.

When the twins entered Ron's room they were greeted by an unusual sight. Hermione was holding Ginny back to prevent her from strangling Harry. The-Boy-Who-Lived was quiet indifferent and ignored his girlfriend. He was too busy checking out the few books Ron had in his room. Their brother was standing in front of the mirror, trying frantically to fix his hair. That sight made the twins to notice that Harry's hair was back to normal.

"Harry, how did you fix your hair?" Asked George puzzled. "We haven't found an antidote yet."

"WHAT?!" Ron, who had started paying attention at the mentioning of the word "hair", shouted.

Harry ignored him too, so did the twins.

"Well my hair is just like that. It does whatever it pleases."

"Oh, damn! We wanted to see the great Harry Potter walking around with his hair all curly and sticking in every direction."

"Sorry to disappoint you guys. But you still have Ron though.

At those words Ron took out his wand and tried to curse Harry, who only duck and evaded the body binding spell.

"So Fred, George what did you discus during the meeting?" Hermione asked, trying to ease the atmosphere. She was dying to know nonetheless and since Ginny had stopped struggling when her brothers entered the room she took the opportunity to ask. Two birds with one stone.

"Dad will tell you about it during dinner." Fred answered the girl.

Hermione was just starting to get impatient when they heard a shout coming from downstairs. This time it was Mr. Weasley, calling them for dinner.

--

The dinner went surprisingly well considering Ron's new hairstyle and Molly's initial shock, the reaction to the pictures of Harry, Ron and the lollipop, the twins setting the tablecloth on fire and Mr. Weasley and Remus breaking the news about Voldemort's disappearance.

After they wished Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, their eldest sons and Remus goodnight the teenagers once again made their way upstairs. Hermione was eager to discus the information they just received, but things didn't go as she wished them to.

Ron was still mad at Harry and the twins and he went to try and fix his hair again, which he used as an excuse to not be in the same room with them. The twins left too, saying that they had some new products they wanted to research in their shop. Harry decided that he had to make up with Ginny, seeing that she was his girlfriend and all. This left Hermione with no other option then to go to her room and read something before she rechecked her trunk for tomorrow and went to sleep.

--

Harry took Ginny by the hand and led her outside, where was the only privet enough place left in the house, to talk. Harry stopped in a secluded corner, where they couldn't be observed from the house and looked the girl in the eyes with what she mistook for love.

"I'm sorry I made you mad…. But what in my actions was so wrong?"

"It was just too creepy. Seeing you advance at my brother like that…it was just too…gay"

It was hot. Harry thought but instead he said:

"You know that I didn't mean it like that. It was just a joke."

"Well, never do this again" Ginny whispered in his ear and leaned down to kiss him. It started as a simple kiss but when the girl tried to deepen it Harry broke the contact, hugged her briefly and, wishing her goodnight, disappeared in the house. Ginny wasn't surprised since Harry had been acting like that for a while, but she was still disappointed.

--

When Harry entered the room Ron was already snoring loudly. It was just perfect. Harry wouldn't have been able to stand another stupid conversation with him. He had a lot of things to think about. The boy took a quick shower and slipped in his bad. Glaring at the Chudley Cannon's poster on the ceiling, Harry pondered on the news about Voldemort.

Why would he leave now, at the beginning of the war? What is so important that he had to leave everything behind? And why didn't he attack me when he had the opportunity to? Not that I'm complaining but still, it's strange and it's been bothering me a lot since then. Not to mention all the other stuff going through my head.

Harry had really changed this last summer, during his stay with the Dursleys. They had actually left him alone this year. Thanks to that he had a lot of free time and he used it thinking on and researching magic. He began wondering why people divide magic into light and dark, when light and dark were the people, who used it, not the magic itself. He came to the conclusion that with the simplest "light" spell you can easily kill someone. You can set him on fire with Incendio; you can use Lumos to blind him, so that he will fall from a cliff; you can cause him to drown by performing a bodybinding spell on him while he is swimming.

Harry had changed in another way too. He started to pay more attention to the way he looked and to take care of his appearance. He replaced his glasses with contact lenses and got rid of Dudley's old hand-me-downs. Instead he now wore some better clothes, which he had chosen himself. With all the time on his hands he trained not only trained his mind, but his body too. Gone was the skinny boy from last year, replaced by a tall, well toned teenager. In simple words he changed a lot.

But some of his friends just stayed the same. A day hadn't past since he came to the Burrow without him and Ron fighting and Ginny was becoming more and more annoying.

Things weren't all bad considering that Hermione wasn't the bookworm she used to be. She had become a beautiful and funny to talk to young woman.

--

It was getting late and Harry was becoming sleepy. He closed his eyes and soon enough he was dreaming.

Harry was in Voldemort's mind again. Things flashed before his eyes, everything blurry and really hard to make out. He saw some of the things he'd learned from Dudley's textbooks on physics and chemistry this summer: schemes with the structure of the atom; the periodic table; some strange, very long equations. Pictures like that continued to play one after another.

He woke up to Molly's shouts about being late for the train again.

TBC

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