Harry was surprised when Saturday afternoon he had a surprise visit in the form of Oliver and Charlie. Even more as they had come to the dungeons. He had been thinking about contacting one of his brothers but he had not had the chance yet. He looked to Draco assuming his stepson or one of his new friends must have but none of them knew anything about it. Draco gave them the privacy of his prefect rooms to talk. He was further surprised when his brothers knew everything going on and knew instantly who had contacted them to his surprise.
Oliver confirmed it. "Your husband's words were he acted like an insensitive prick and he knew you needed your brothers right now. We agreed on both counts."
Charlie made Harry show him his arms and he noticed what he had not shown anyone else. "This is not your Uncle. You need to tell someone when he hurts you."
They had learned with time of his abuse at home. They knew he hid it because he was still sent back every summer. They reminded him that his husband did not have the right to hurt him. No matter what Lucius seemed to think. Or force him into sex either. Harry was not surprised Lucius called Charlie. Fred would have been a risk. There was no doubt if Fred had been there he would have hexed Lucius for what he had done. Not that Charlie and Oliver were not ready to do the same but they did have better control over their emotions. They would not do anything which might make things worse for Harry and his husband. For better or worse Harry was married to the man for life and that was not something they could change for him.
Harry buttoned his shirt back up. "It is nothing more then a bruise and I have Severus' word he will make sure this does not happen again. I can go to him."
Oliver nodded. "Please do Harry. But we have come to talk about your dad and writing to him. Seems fitting as we had to fill in for him at your ceremony."
Shaking his head he should have known. His husband always tried to get his way. He could not get Harry to listen to him or Draco. So he sends in his brothers. He explained in his own words what had been happening and about the watch. He thought that they would see reason when his husband had not. He needed to do this. He needed to find out. If there was even a slim chance that he could have his dad back in his life, he needed to try this. He missed his dad so much.
Oliver sighed. "Harry we understand where your husband is coming from. We saw the pain you were in when you left your party. And we heard his words."
Charlie agreed with his fiancé. "It was not Sirius alone who turned his back Harry. He might be feeling remorse but you might just get hurt again."
Harry was in tears. "I am already hurting. I keep thinking about my sister and my kids with no grandparents. I need to know. Even if the chances are slim."
He knew he was being foolish. He knew the chances that Remus would even respond were slim. Why would his dad pick him over his own husband? But he didn't care. He knew what he was risking. He needed people to stop trying to convince him that he was wrong. He knew the risks. He needed someone to just be with him. He needed someone to be there to help him write the letter. It might be a mistake but it was his mistake and his decision to be made. His hand was shaking every time he tried to write the letter. He just needed someone's strength to rely on. He had been alone all of his life. He needed someone that he could count on.
Charlie squeezed his hand. "We will be here when you write it if you want us and will accept our help. You know you don't need to ask."
Harry looked at the desk and paper and nodded. "Please. I know if it is this hard I should probably not do it but I have to. I have to find out one way or another."
Oliver brought over the parchment with a quill and ink. "Then like your brother just said we will be here with you to write it and through what ever happens."
Though he was not sure what to say Harry found himself writing. He knew he might be rambling on. And his hand was shaking as he wrote most of it. But he did. And when he finished they took him to the owlery. He was shaking as he tied the note to Hedwig. And to be honest he was not sure he would have sent it if he was alone. But as he watched the owl take off he knew he had been right to send it. He knew he needed to do this. It would drive him insane with not knowing, if he didn't.
Back downstairs Oliver turned to him. "We need to go but remember we are just a call away Harry. You get a response and we will be back if you need us."
Charlie hugged him. "You keep to your promise to Severus if your husband lays a hand on you again you go to him or you write us. No more hiding the bruises."
Harry returned the hugs. "I promise on both counts. Thank you guys for coming. It meant a lot to have you guys her for me."
They reminded him he had more then just him. His new friends had proven that already. And as much as he might hate to admit it, he had his husband as well. Lucius handled things horribly. He had stepped way out of line. But he knew it. He had admitted to them to trying to force himself on Harry during the fight. He hadn't needed to and he knew it would have made things harder on him in their eyes. But he needed Harry to have someone to help him.
He surprised himself by finding himself in Severus' lab and took a deep breath before speaking when the man turned around. "I wondered if you had bruise cream."
Severus had been suspecting Harry had not been telling the truth. "Sit down. You know I keep the supplies around. Now let me see what he did to you."
Removing his shirt he revealed the bruise running along his shoulder Severus showed no reaction to it. He simply took out the cream and he started massaging it into Harry's shoulder. He had seen Harry with his brothers and was aware that Lucius had sent for them. He assumed Harry's brothers had talked some sense into him about Lucius at the very least. He was worried about the bruise. He was more then aware that his friend had a temper at times.
When Harry was about to leave he made the same request and promise as before. "He hurts you again, you come to me. He has no right Harry, none."
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Lucius had known Harry's brothers were coming the day before. And he had a feeling his husband had written the letter. He understood really. He knew that Harry needed to do what he thought would bring him some kind of closure in all of this. If it would help his husband he would support it. But he did not think it would do anything but hurt Harry even more. Severus was right, he was falling badly for his husband and he needed to learn how to control this need to protect him which was coming out more as a need to control him. He could not deny his husband had every right to feel like that was what he was doing.
He was surprised when the door opened and his husband appeared in the doorway. He had started to worry he would need Severus to bring him home. Harry was still pale and he definitely kept his physical distance from him. Lucius would not push it.
Harry looked at him and simply stated. "I wrote to him. My brothers helped me and took me to send it."
Lucius drew a bit closer. "I am not angry with you Harry. It was your choice. I just hated to see you in pain and I didn't want you to get your hopes up."
Harry was a mix of emotions and Lucius managed to get Harry to hold still until he removed his husband's robe and shirt to reveal the angry bruise that was still just starting to go away. Severus had told him about it. He gently ran his fingers along the bruise and he felt such shame in knowing he had done this to his husband. He remembered after shopping hearing about the abuse Harry had suffered as a child. He could have hexed himself for adding to that.
Harry stayed put but his eyes blazed. "If you ever touch me again like that or try to force me into bed I will hex you. I am willing to submit but I will not be raped."
Lucius drew him closer. "I promise I will never force you into our bed. You are my husband. I am sorry I tried to force myself on you. I didn't really realize....."
Harry stopped him. "I know I am required to share your bed. I have never refused you until Friday. I will submit to you but I will not be manhandled. I won't."
Drawing Harry the rest of the way and kissing him tenderly Lucius swore he never would. Harry was such a submissive young husband when it came to bed. He knew he didn't have to force himself on Harry. And he saw the bruises along his arm. He wanted to hex himself for doing that to Harry. He wanted to win his husband, have him actually willing and happy in their bed and marriage. He wanted Harry's heart. He had no idea how to do this and he knew he would make more mistakes, he definitely had no idea what he was doing but he swore to Harry again that he would not make this mistake twice.
Harry looked at him. "I know I am just going to have my heart broken. But I needed to write the letter. I knew the pain but I needed it Lucius. I had to do it.'
Lucius drew him down onto the couch. "I understand. I am sorry I was a jack ass. I am here to listen if you need someone to talk to. I am trying I promise."
Though Harry still looked a bit sceptical that he was willing to listen he told Lucius how he was feeling and even thanked him for sending for his brothers. Lucius realized something as they spoke. Harry was right, it was definitely easier to talk to his husband and understand if he actually shut up and listened.