Harry wasn't happy about this little arrangement at all. His friends had no idea, they only knew he was spending the summer with Remus. He road the train home with them, but he was in no mood to talk to anyone. They understood, they knew how devastated he was by Sirius' death. They were happy though, that he was going to be allowed to live with Remus. They hadn't been told where, just one of the Black homes. Severus had been mentioned, but not the Malfoys. Molly had been worried about Harry, especially during the full moons of course. She had been assured that Severus would be there, so Harry was not alone. Molly wasn't sure that would be much comfort, but had little place to argue.

Harry was met by Remus at the train station, who was to take him to the Malfoy home. He was informed they would not be at the main manor, but another one of the family's homes. The main manor was undergoing some renovation to remove some dark magic there. Harry and Remus took the knight bus to the home. Draco had not taken the train, and Harry had been told the boy would know already.

Harry looked at the manor when they got off. "Are we sure this is the right one?"

Remus pointed at the sign. "I believe that proves it."

Severus appeared. "Lucius' parents were always fond of this."

Harry groaned. "Not needing the reminder. Lucius trying to impress me?"

Remus reminded him. "Harry, you are being given some time."

Severus added. "Between the Prince and Black estates, you have twice as many. Not to mention the Potter homes."

Harry reminded him. "The house is in ruins."

Remus shook his head. "There is Potter manor in Scotland, and a home in France and Ireland. The home in London burned down."

Severus added. "Some of the old lord prided themselves in homes in all the territories."

Harry walked up the drive. "I guess the coast isn't too bad."

Remus was happy Harry could see at least that. "Just give it a chance."

Harry saw Lucius and Draco in the door. "I won't drown myself."

Remus squeezed his arm. "Your friends will come."

Lucius smiled as they approached. "Welcome."

Draco grunted. "Yeah."

Harry eyed them both. "Thanks."

Lucius had no problem with this little arrangement, both he and his son were gay, well Lucius was bi. Lucius had been in one arranged marriage, and thought this one had more promise. Draco was not all pleased, perhaps Harry was hot, but he was not about to marry some lion. His father had promised he would never have an arranged marriage, and he'd keep the man to it. Lucius had sworn to his son he didn't have to marry if he chose not to, he would only marry if he was in love. The Malfoys were luckier than Harry, there were options in this.

Harry was shown into the huge manor, which was one of five homes in the UK, they had one in France as well. Along with their main manor and townhouse, they had this, an old tower house in Aberdeen and a home in Ireland.

Lucius showed Harry to a room on the second floor. "This will be yours. Remus' is on the left."

Harry looked around. "Great."

Severus motioned. "We are across the hall."

Harry grunted. "I will ward my door."

Draco smirked. "Don't flatter yourself."

Lucius tried to calm it. "Draco can show you around. There is no pitch like the main manor, but stables, and a beach."

Draco grunted. "Fine."

Harry looked at his bags. "I should unpack."

Lucius shook his head. "The elves will do that."

Harry bristled. "I can do it myself."

Lucius sighed. "You will have to get used to house elves."

Harry smirked and called. "Dobby."

Dobby appeared and bowed. "Master Harry, what can Dobby be doing for you?"

Harry smiled. "I was hoping you'd leave the school, and come serve me."

Dobby bowed. "Dobby not happy in Malfoy home, but Dobby serve Master Harry."

Draco watched the elf vanish. "I thought mother killed Dobby."

Harry smirked. "Didn't want to admit to your son, you got bested by me?"

Lucius smirked. "The elf was never exactly loyal."

Severus reminded Lucius. "You sent Dobby to look after Harry anyways."

Harry was surprised. "What?"

Lucius reminded him. "I was a spy."

Draco was not pleased. "Dobby was my nanny elf."

Lucius sighed. "I was worried about his loyalties to your mother."

Harry glared. "So you sent him to me?"

Lucius shrugged. "Because you are a Black as well."

He had known that Harry was a Black, because of Severus, thankfully his wife had not. Dobby was a black elf, he had come with Narcissa. The elf had proven he would go against Narcissa, when it came to someone he cared about. He had protected Draco from her, on many an occasion. The elf wanted to protect the savior, and even more, when he learned Harry was a Black. Lucius had sent him to school, but Dobby had gone far above and beyond what he asked the elf to do. He had known the sock was in the book, and he had allowed the boy to free Dobby. He could not trust the elf, and it perhaps would help with Harry as well. He was well aware, Dobby had never been fond of him.

Draco reluctantly gave him a tour. "Don't think I plan on being shackled to you."

Harry smirked. "It's only for a few years, till we get you good and pregnant."

Draco went as pale as his hair. "Me, pregnant?"

Harry shrugged. "The Blacks already bore a heir for the Malfoys. It only seems fair."

Draco reminded him. "I am that heir."

Harry shrugged. "Your father said you were up for grabs."

Draco grimaced. "I am not some pawn."

Harry shrugged. "I shouldn't be alone in this."

Draco turned to look at him. "Better get used to the idea of marrying my father."

Harry didn't back down. "And what if I like my husband's younger?"

Draco spat. "Then you'll have to settle for your second. Unlike you, I have a choice."

Harry was led last down to the beach, after past the stables. There were a number of horses here, they had a few at each home, but Lucius and Draco's private horses had been brought here. There was a pool, as well as the ocean. If it wasn't for this blasted whole marry a Malfoy thing, he'd have thought this wasn't bad. The place was nicer than some resort, unfortunately it was over-run with blonds.

Harry stared out at the water. "There has to be some way out of this."


Dinner was not exactly a cozy family event, with the five of them. Severus had practically lived with the Malfoys for years, but both Remus and Harry were a bit out of place. Remus wasn't exactly friendly with the Malfoys, though he and Severus had once been extremely close. But while this would not have been his choice of living arrangements, he came for Harry. Neither he nor Harry had to be here, the marriage didn't have to be for two years, but it was for the best. Harry needed a chance to get to know Lucius, as it was likely to be him who Harry married. Unless by some miracle, Harry managed to fall for Draco, and the other way around. But Harry didn't seem any more inclined than Draco was.

Harry left the dining room after dinner, not in any mood to try and make small talk. He needed some space, and would have gone down to the beach, but it had begun to rain outside he had noticed. He decided to take a walk in the manor instead.

He found an odd room that looked a mix of library and gallery. "Like to see pictures of themselves I see."

He had thought he was alone until he heard. "Many old blood families have them."

Harry turned to look at Severus. "I wished to be alone."

Severus didn't leave. "Your families, all of them, have the same."

Harry smirked. "Been to Prince Manor have you?"

Severus nodded. "Once. My grandfather was willing to see me once."

Harry had to ask. "When did you know she was your sister?"

Severus stopped. "We were thirteen, just after my mother died."

Harry remembered the memories. "Your father told you?"

Severus smirked. "In a drunken rage, called my mother a whore."

Harry asked. "Your Great Aunt?"

Severus sat. "Yours as well, my mother's Aunt. An old spinster who took me in when my mother died."

Harry found himself sitting. "Did my mother know?"

Severus shook his head. "Not for a few years. I wasn't aware she was my sister."

Harry surprised himself. "Can you tell me about them?"

Severus turned to look. "Them?"

Harry took a breath. "My family."

Severus sighed. "I assume so."

Severus knew the boy deserved to know. He started with what he knew of the Potters, as it was the easiest for him, having no connection. William Potter had been powerful on the Wizengot, and had gone head to head with Abraxas on a lot. Catherine Potter had been a lot like her daughter in law, she had a huge heart, and took in strays like Sirius. The couple had been killed when Harry was a baby. Harry had been at the manor with them when they were killed, just before as an elf took him away. It was when James and Lily had moved to Wales. Eventually talk of Sirius led to the Blacks and the Princes. Neither Orion or Eileen married for love, they had loved each other until the end. Eileen had been desperate, she had married Tobias out of rebellion, and had seen no way out. She had looked for Lily to the day she died, not knowing where she was. She had learned from Orion he had never seen their baby, he had been told she died in birth. Neither Eileen or Orion had ever held their little girl. They had both seen her, but had not known who she was. They both thought her a muggle born, friend of their sons, nothing else.

Harry thought of his mother, as he heard about Axel Prince, his great-grandfather. He knew Petunia turning her back on his mum had killed her. Lily had no other family she thought, and she loved her sister. She hadn't known till an adult, the kid she befriended in the park was her twin.

Severus made Harry stand and led him down the hall. "They are all asleep."

Harry thought of Wallburga's. "Are they all like her?"

Severus smirked. "Their essence is put in the painting if done before death."

Harry ground his teeth. "I wish we could shut her off."

Severus shrugged. "You'll have to work your magic on Kreacher."

Harry groaned. "Kreacher?"

Severus nodded. "He is the one who woke her up. He will not tell anyone the password."

Harry looked at the paintings. "Why are they all asleep?"

Severus looked around. "The manor is not used often."

Harry smirked. "Or even Malfoys can't put up with themselves."

Severus sighed. "You must give this a chance."

Harry spat. "You're not the one being forced to wed."

Severus agreed. "Would you rather prison?"

Harry thought this unfair. "No."

Severus put a hand on his arm. "Lucius is not a bad man."

Harry spat. "He is your best friend, of course you'd say that."

Severus tried. "And I am your Uncle."

Harry didn't buy it. "Hasn't mattered to you before."

Severus knew he deserved that. "I was a spy."

Harry didn't let him off so easy. "It was more."

Severus could admit, some of it had been more than just his role as a spy. As much as he wanted to see his sister in Harry, he had seen James. He hadn't known the abuse Harry suffered, at the hand of his adoptive relatives. Lily agreed with James, as long as Severus was a spy, he was not a safe guardian for their son. It was oddly Sirius who named him guardian. They had never got along, but he knew they were both Harry's uncles. And he was more than aware of the marriage contract. He had been lucky, as long as Narcissa had been alive, Sirius never fell prey to it. He had believed Severus could help Harry in this situation. And he knew Remus would have trouble getting him.

Harry laughed at the thought. "Sirius picking you?"

Severus reminded him. "Albus told you."

Harry knew. "I still think my godfather was under the imperius. You never got along."

"But we had one thing in common." Severus reminded him. "Our sister, and now our nephew."

Harry grunted. "I guess."

Severus went to leave. "I am here if you need to talk."

Harry shook his head. "Don't hold your breath."

Severus pointed. "We have been speaking for two hours."

Harry had not realized the time. "I guess I leak hearing about my family."

Severus motioned. "You could be up here one day."

Harry spat. "And it was going so well."

Severus chuckled a little. "I will see you at breakfast."

Harry wandered up and down the room. "I will not be in this hall one day, there has to be some way."

A voice came from somewhere behind him. "I don't know, you'd be a welcome addition."

Harry was confused, as he looked around the room, looking for who had spoken. He was sure it must have been Lucius, Draco would never have said such a thing to him. But the room seemed to be empty, and he knew he should have expected such things from Malfoys. Malfoys were all about power, and he had a feeling they liked to play games. They of course would want to show they were in power.

The voice seemed to chuckle in amusement. "Right behind you Harry."