Harry had made sure to spend time in the gallery every day, with Abraxas. The man couldn't teach him himself, Harry had made a promise. But the man could give him tips though, he had been a bird as well. Or he was a bird, well he would be one again, if they could free him. He had limited powers in the painting, and taking his animagus form, was not possible. Harry hoped he would learn soon, and not just in competition. And he found as Abraxas shared more stories of his own turn, he wished the man was out there. He found himself spending more and more time with the man, and it had not gone unnoticed by the others. Draco didn't know yet, but the others did and noticed.

Lucius could admit he was slightly jealous again. He for a moment thought not to bring the painting with them, but shook that way. He wanted his father back, competition or not. And he knew the time was coming, when he would tell his son as well.

Lucius found Harry coming out of the hall one afternoon. "Harry."

Harry turned. "I was headed to write to Fred."

Lucius stopped him. "I thought you'd take a walk to the beach with me."

Harry sighed. "I spent the morning with you."

Lucius reminded him. "With my son."

Harry reminded him. "You insisted on teaching us both."

Lucius sighed. "I promised him as well."

Harry grunted. "Could teach us separately."

Lucius tried. "He will be family."

Harry spat. "You don't need to remind me."

Lucius tried to remember what his father said. "There are some caves I thought you may like."

Harry paused. "Caves?"

Lucius nodded. "I used to explore them."

Harry knew he had to try. "I guess."

Lucius led the way. "A walk cannot hurt."

Harry grunted. "As long as you don't try to jump me."

Lucius felt like defending himself, but let it drop. He had never given Harry reason to believe he would try anything. He had treated Harry with nothing but respect, and tried to give him space as well. But he knew the contract was a shock, and Harry was not born to this kind of thing. He not only thought about his son, but himself. He may have been traditional, but he was not happy when he learned who he was to marry. Almost all old bloods his age married as he had, but some had found love. His only happiness had come in the form of his son.

As they went down to the beach and off into some caves, Harry for a moment thought maybe he should apologize. He knew he was perhaps too hard on Lucius, but he could not bring himself to say the words.

Lucius noticed Harry seemed to like them. "Not so bad?"

Harry shook his head. "No."

Lucius added. "I thought you'd enjoy the caves at least."

Harry found himself saying. "I guess the company too."

Lucius smiled a little. "Progress."

Harry grunted. "You sound like him."

Lucius didn't want to think of his father. "I have been told."

Harry switched topics when he noticed something. "What is this?"

Lucius smiled. "A bit of a secret room."

Harry bent down to go in. "Looks like someone lived in here."

Lucius shook his head. "No."

Harry pointed. "It looks like an old bed."

Lucius nodded. "It is called the lover's nest."

Harry flushed. "You mean…."

Lucius nodded. "A few generations used it."

Harry was uncomfortable. "I don't see you and her…"

Lucius shook his head. "Not with her."

Harry knew the man would have had others. "Maybe….."

Lucius had not meant to bring Harry here; it was not intentional on his part. But he took the moment, and he drew Harry into his arms. The startled boy didn't push back, and Lucius lifted his chin. For one sweet moment he kissed Harry, and he could imagine laying Harry down on the bed and having that body. He could admit he was growing hard, and he found himself leading Harry backwards.

Harry had been startled by the kiss, and had not fought it. But as he felt the man moving him back, he was coming around to his senses. And as he felt the man's erection forming, he knew Lucius didn't want just a kiss from him.

He pushed away. "No."

Lucius held him by the waste. "You were enjoying it."

Harry went red. "No."

Lucius pulled him back and whispered. "I want you."

Harry forced his way back. "You brought me here to fuck me."

Lucius shook his head. "I wanted a walk."

Harry pointed to the front of his pants. "That is why you are hard."

Lucius sighed. "I am attracted to you lion."

Harry blushed. "I won't have sex."

Lucius drew him back in. "There is more."

Harry shook. "No."

Lucius' hand went to Harry's pants. "If you stopped fighting it so much, you may enjoy me too."

Harry allowed the man to hold him for a moment. "I don't want this."

Lucius nuzzled his neck. "Let me show you."

Harry didn't fight at first; he was lost in his thoughts. There was a blonde in his head, but it was not the man who was nuzzling his neck. Harry finally jerked away when Lucius began undoing his zipper. Harry couldn't let this happen, as the man's hand slipped in, Harry pushed back with all of his might. He may have to marry the man, and maybe he was physically drawn, but he wouldn't. And another blonde kept popping up.

Harry headed for the exit. "I have to get out of here."

Severus and Remus had been worried, when Harry had come back. They had seen how upset he was, but he fled past them. They had seen him go out with Lucius, and heard the other man mention caves. Severus knew about the caves, and the room as well. Remus was irate, and was sure Lucius must have tried something. Severus calmed him, and reminded Remus they both knew better. Lucius was attracted, but he'd not rape Harry either. Even if not about the contract, he'd be worried if nothing else, for his life. Even Severus would hex him, if he forced Harry.

Draco had seen Harry go, and he went to follow him. Blaise and Pansy had been gone for weeks, and he and Harry had been amusement for each other. They had done their studies together, and even played some snap.

He saw Harry flee into a room. "What is he doing in there?"

Lucius appeared. "Draco?"

Draco turned to his dad. "I thought you took a walk."

Lucius nodded. "We just returned."

Draco realized. "You were with Harry."

Lucius was a bit pink. "I was."

Draco thought. "He was upset."

Lucius knew. "He fled."

Draco eyed him. "And why? What did you do?"

Lucius smirked. "Is this concern for Harry?"

Draco ground his teeth. "Uncle Sev loves him."

Lucius sighed. "I moved too quickly."

Draco never knew his father to be impulsive. "You better not have hurt him, or his Uncles will be out for blood."

Lucius knew all too well. "And my father."

Draco stopped. "Your father? Am I missing something?"

Lucius realized what he had said before he had meant to. He was not sure why he had not told his son, about the painting. In reality, Draco was the only one in the house who didn't know. Lucius had not told the others, but he knew that Harry had. Draco deserved his grandfather, one of the reasons that he wanted his father free. He found himself telling Draco about the painting, knowing he should have told his son long ago.

Draco was shocked, not only about his grandfather and the curse, but Harry's part in it. He was also understanding his dad's rash actions, even if his father did not. He pushed away the thought of Harry being with his grandfather, and went to go in.

Lucius stopped him. "You should wait."

Draco smirked. "I want to see this."

Lucius pointed. "Harry is in with him."

Draco opened the door. "He can learn to share."

Harry turned an angry look. "I want to be alone."

Draco smirked. "To have a rendezvous with my grandsire?"

Harry was stunned. "You know?"

Draco reminded him. "He is my grandsire."

Abraxas spoke. "My grandson, you remind me a lot of your father at that age."

Draco turned to him. "My godfather says the same thing."

Harry glared angrily at Lucius. "This is your doing."

Lucius didn't deny it. "He deserved to know."

Harry grunted. "You waited until after what you just pulled."

Abraxas was worried. "What he pulled?"

Lucius actually glared at his father. "He came running to you."

Abraxas clarified. "He has said nothing."

Draco slipped out of the room, not noticed as he did. He had a feeling the three of them needed to have this out, and he didn't need to be part of it. He went down to find his Uncle and Remus, and told them what was happening. He gave a tone down version, as he thought to spare his father a hex. He knew his dad and Severus were all but brothers, why he called his godfather his Uncle, but Harry was the man's nephew. Both men looked worried, and somehow Draco was not surprised, they went to see Harry. He knew his dad was lucky he had not told them all.

Harry glared at Lucius. "Thought I would brag?"

Lucius shook his head. "You were the one who came in here."

Abraxas was worried. "About what?"

Lucius was not happy. "Nothing."

Harry glared. "Your son taking me to the sex cave."

Abraxas looked at his son. "Lucius?"

Lucius reminded his father. "I am not a child any more. And I did not force myself on him."

Harry smirked. "You had your hand in my…"

Lucius was red from the fact his dad was there. "You were not protesting at first."

Harry grunted. "I did."

Lucius drew closer. "You returned the kiss."

Harry tried to deny it. "No."

Lucius drew Harry towards him. "You did."

Harry was uncomfortable especially where they were. "Let go of me."

Lucius wasn't backing down and traced Harry's lips. "I am going to kiss you again."

Harry pushed back, but he was drawn into the man's arms and he found the mouth against his. He felt Lucius trying to coax his mouth open, but Harry wouldn't. As the teeth of the other man sunk into his lip forcing Harry's mouth open, Harry struggled in his arms. He found himself allowing the man's tongue to explore, but he was trying to push away from him. Lucius was hard again, and he would not continue.

Lucius was shocked when he was yanked away from Harry. He turned expecting Remus. He was agape. "What?"

An: A little more action and a cliff hanger. Please remember where the review button is, a month later and no one seems to have found it.