Lucius did not like this. He really thought Harry needed to be careful. The trouble with his former house had made Harry long for his dad even more. It had been a few weeks since Harry opened the package and was the first weekend in October. He wanted his husband to be happy and he understood that Harry missed his dads. But he did not think his husband contacting Remus was a good idea. He thought the fact Remus refused to talk to him at the station or even send a note to his son had spoke loud and clear. The man might be missing his son but he had obviously chosen his husband over his son.
Harry was not taking his opinion well though. "I thought we got over this part of our relationship. You can't tell me who or who I can't write to."
Lucius stopped him. "Harry I am not going to let you do this. He is just going to hurt you. Don't write to him."
Harry pulled away from his violently and landed back in the chair. Lucius could see Harry's anger boiling up. He needed Harry to understand he was just trying to protect him. He had held Harry when he had been sobbing in pain. He had held him when he debated over opening the package. He had seen the tears at his husband's birthday. Harry thought he had hid it so well. But he hadn't. He had given Harry a chance to freshen up because of it.
He pulled Harry back up into his arms and kissed him tenderly and led him towards the bedroom. "How about you sleep on this Harry? Write tomorrow if you want."
Harry did not look convinced like he had actually changed his mind. "I am not going to forget Lucius. I am going to the owlery tomorrow to write to my dad."
Lucius lowered him back against the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt. "I think when you have slept on it you will see reason and know that I am right."
He was taken surprise when he found himself on the floor nearly. Harry had shoved him as hard as he could manage off of him. He had never expected that. Harry had never protested even their first night. He had always submitted to him. And while Harry was far from loving him he had become a bit more involved since Lucius had become less driven about the sex. Lucius definitely was confused.
Harry buttoned up his shirt. "You can not simply drag me into bed and fuck me, and think I will roll over. I am not some mindless toy. I am not changing my mind."
Lucius followed him out of the bedroom and grabbed him before he opened the door. "You aren't going any where. You're my husband and we are going to talk."
Harry snapped. "Talking includes listening Luc and you can't seem to manage that. Now get your hands off of me before I kick you where it definitely will hurt."
Not believing Harry and thinking his husband just needed to calm down Lucius pulled him closer to his chest. Before he could kiss Harry he found himself not being kicked but slapped across the face. He was definitely shocked enough to let go. Harry had not really slapped him hard at all, he doubted he'd even be red, but he had not been expecting his usually very sweet mild tempered husband to slap him even if he was upset. He knew Harry was headed for Slytherin and followed but he realized he did not know the password and he found no one letting him in. He turned and headed for Severus instead.
Lucius looked at his old friend when he stormed into the lab. "I need the password to Slytherin and I need it now."
Severus cocked an eyebrow. "Should I ask whether it was your husband or my godson who is hiding in the dudgeons from you?"
Lucius was not in the mood for his friend's humour. "My husband is acting like a spoiled brat and I need to get him and talk some sense into him."
Instead of telling him a password Severus shoved him in a stool and asked what happened. Lucius explained what went down. He was sure Severus would agree. His husband had been unreasonable. Lucius had just been trying to protect him. He did not want Harry hurt by his dad again. He honestly believed that if Harry calmed down and slept on it that he would see reason in the morning. Harry had to realize he was just trying to keep him from getting hurt again.
Severus shook his head. "You ordered your husband not to write to his own dad and then tried to force yourself on him? Lucius for Merlin's sake."
Lucius tried to get up but was forced back onto the stool. "Since when have you become my husband's champion? Besides I have every right to bed him when ever."
Severus shook his head."We had this talk this summer about how well that went. I thought you were decided you wanted your husband not to hate you."
Finding himself unable to come up with a viable defence to that Lucius simmered for a bit. He had to admit perhaps he should not have tried to take his husband to bed. And he definitely should have backed off when Harry threatened to kick him. But he was just trying to protect his husband from getting hurt again. It was not his fault that he was not that well practiced at it.
Severus shook his had. "Let him simmer in Slytherin for a day or two or I am sure he will castrate you or come close. And then talk to him again, sensibly."
Lucius did not like having his husband away from him. "Can't I just promise to keep my hands off of him? He is my husband. He should be home in our bed."
Severus actually laughed. "Is that not the very attitude that got you here in the first place? Harry does not return by Sunday and I will go myself to talk to him."
Though the comment would have made them both laugh once they both tended to think it might work, this time. Harry had talked to Severus at least once. And right now Lucius had to admit he needed help. He was new to this caring how his spouse felt. He had never with Narcissa or ay lover he had taken. Harry had gotten under his skin before they even wed, why he made Harry agree to it, and he was sure he was going insane now. Severus tended to think he was love sick and turning into a hormonal irrational teenager like his husband. But that was really being unfair to Harry. He seemed to have his hormone better in check the Lucius.
Severus shook his had. "You are falling in love with Harry bad and if you ever want your husband to return that, calm down and stop trying to control him."
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To say Draco was surprised when Harry arrived in Slytherin out of robes, crying and with his shirt half unbuttoned was an under statement. He knew his father had done something. And he knew it had to have been bad. Harry had been beyond submissive in the relationship. He had been upset from Diagon Alley but he had never seen Harry shaking like this. He motioned for Blaise and the others to follow and led Harry into his private prefect room. He listened in shock as Harry explained what his father had said and did to him. He tended to think his father meant it; he was just trying to protect Harry from being hurt. But he definitely did it wrong.
Draco sighed "You know I would likely have kicked him in the balls if I were you. But I do think he was trying to protect you. He hated seeing your pain before."
Harry shook his head. "It is my choice Draco. I know the risk. I know he likely will never, if it is a choice between me and Siri, choose me. But I need to try."
Blaise had sat down on his other side. "We can understand that. Never been easy for any of us when our dads were spies and could never really be there for us."
Pansy had a wicked grin. "We might not be Fred and George but you know we can pull a prank with the bet of them. Turn you husband's hair tangerine maybe."
Though Harry definitely did not think that was going to solve anything it did make him smile a bit. Seeing that Draco got into the swing of things. They knew he was going to need a bit of time to calm down and likely talk eventually but for now he needed a laugh. They thought that this was the best thing for him right now. Draco could not even begin to understand how his father had thought forcing himself on Harry would have helped. He had to admit he wanted to go sock his father. He thought he would send his own owl and get one of Harry's brothers there. He'd likely need someone he was closer to, to help him with his dad situation but they thought they could handle the husband part.
Draco was surprised when his godfather appeared. "Harry is not going back. Dad stepped way out of line."
Severus hocked them by agreeing. "I know Draco. Dobby will be adding a bed here for Harry for the weekend. I refused his husband the passwords."
Gaping at the man both Harry and Draco were shocked. Harry more then Draco. Draco knew his godfather cared about Harry more the he ever let on. And he had never been one to hold back on Lucius. They were truly brothers in that sense. They told ach other what they thought and had got in fist fights before. Severus had spoken up that summer for Harry and he was sowing that side again.
Severus looked at Harry. "Did he hurt you?" and when Harry shook his head. "If he ever touches you, you can come to me. Husband or no husband."
Harry believed him unlike when he spoke before the honeymoon. "Thanks, for this and for the whole not giving him the passwords."
The bed arrived soon after Severus left and some of Harry's clothes. It felt odd being back in the dorms. Harry did not think he would turn to Severus, he like Draco was already planning to do, was thinking about his brothers. His friends and perhaps Sev he could talk Lucius about but he needed a brother for his dad questions. He had tried to make an effort to turn to his husband for support and it would up with him here in tears and a nasty bruise growing along his shoulder.