"What are you freaks doing here, bringing that no good for nothing brat back to this house?" His Uncle demanded.

Lucius drew his wand from the back pocket. "Let us in this house now Mr Dursley or we will make quite the show out here for all your neighbours to see."

Vernon visibly paled as he allowed them to enter. "We will not be taking that lazy little brat back in. I don't care who died this time, he is not our responsibility."

Harry and Lucius made their way into the sitting room and Harry saw his very scared looking Aunt and his cousin Dudley there, and he felt such a flood of emotions he thought his head would spin. Anger, betrayal, pain, fear. He realized though all of them were directed at his relatives, not one at Lucius. All he could feel for the man beside him was the strength Lucius was sending his way.

Petunia glared at them. "We were told when the war ended that the little bastard would never be sent back to us."

Harry glared at his Aunt and Uncle. "Believe me I never wanted to come back here either. I would have spent my life without looking on you three again."

Lucius turned to his Uncle. "Don't think I haven't seen your nephew's scars from being whipped like a dog by you. You are the worthless freak here."

Vernon rounded on his nephew instead of responding. The stupid little brat had finally told someone had he? He had never thought Harry would have the courage. The godfather had obviously never known, he had never shown up. Vernon had always thought Harry was a good little toy, one who kept his tongue in place.

Vernon looked at the boy. "I told you, you little beast, what would happen if you told anyone. I promised you those nights in your bed, what I'd do to you."

Harry held back the feel of vomit. "You will never touch me again. You will never hurt me again. I'm not the child you used. I'm not the child you beat and used."

Lucius had not known this. He had not known Vernon had used Harry, knowing what Harry had meant by those words. He knew Harry had never been used anally, he knew Harry had been a virgin when he took him, but there had been more. There had been more that he had never even told Luna.

Lucius stepped forward. "You will pay for what you did to him. I knew you beat him but this?"

Harry actually put a hand on his arm. "I was an innocent child. I never did anything wrong. I cleaned and I cooked, I did everything you wanted of me."

Petunia had heard the words from her nephew. "You molested my nephew Vernon? I knew you smacked him, but you touched him? My nephew?"

Harry looked at his Aunt. "Since I was three, and in your bed often enough. Threatened to castrate me if I ever told you."

Petunia was pale with shock. She hated the boy as much as her husband, for different reasons though. She hated him as a symbol of the life that stole her sister from her when Lily went off to school and then married, and finally death. She had never stopped her husband beating him but this was different. This was different.

Petunia shocked her nephew by reaching out for him. "I never knew Harry. I swear to god I never knew Harry."

Harry drew away from her. "You knew he beat me. You knew he left me with scars all over. You knew he starved me and locked me in a cupboard."

Vernon sneered. "You're right she did. She agreed with me. You were a useless little freak we had to spend money on. You didn't deserve better then we gave you."

Lucius knew better. "Dumbledore gave you money to keep the boy. It seems you never spent a penny of it on Harry. He never cost you a thing."

He could see from the shock on Harry's face that his lover was unaware of the fact that Dumbledore had been paying his relatives to keep him. His heart ached for Harry who had not only suffered so dearly all these years but had been lied to from people he thought he trusted.

Lucius held his arm. "Harry."

Harry kept his eyes on Vernon. "I deserved better then you. I deserved love, I deserved protection. I know that now. I know I wasn't a freak, you were. I know."

Vernon laughed when Harry drew his wand on him. "You forget boy I know you're not allowed to do any magic outside school. You wouldn't want to be expelled."

Lucius had his wand out. "Harry might not be able to, but I can. And just to let you know, I was a Death eater for years." Harry noted the fact that Lucius left out spy.

Harry watched as Lucius cast some unknown spell on his Uncle before Lucius took him by the arm and directed Harry from the house. Harry didn't speak as they summoned the knight bus or when Lucius directed him into a seat. Harry had done what he had needed for years but the realization he had revealed to Lucius something he had never even told his one confident, Luna, hit home.

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Lucius was deeply worried by the time they got off the bus. He knew Harry was in shock. He knew Harry had never meant to reveal the horror of what he had suffered as a child to anyone, especially not him. They were confronted by the headmaster when they got inside the main entrance.

"The twins said they saw you yesterday but I was expecting you back earlier. You will of course accompany us to dinner." Albus said.

Lucius was about to say something when Harry spoke up. "Sir, I'm not feeling very well. You see I am physically fine. Can you please forgo this and let me go to bed?"

Albus looked Harry up and down then nodded. "Of course my boy. I'd suggest you go and see Poppy but you are excused from dinner for the night."

Lucius directed Harry the rest of their way to their apartments. He had known Harry was furious for taking him there but he was worried after how it had gone down, how Harry would react when they were alone.

Lucius looked at Harry who didn't move. "I will send word to the twins or Luna to come to school, if you'd feel better with them. Or your dads."

Harry looked up at him. "This is what you wanted. You wanted me to confront him. Are you happy? My humiliation is complete. You know how dirty I am."

Lucius was shocked. "No. Merlin no Harry. I am sorry you went through that. I never knew. Luna never said anything about that. I'd never have forced you to face it."

Harry glared at him. "I never told anyone. Do you think I'd tell my little sister what he did to me? Do you think I'd hurt my little sister like that?"

Lucius stopped him. "Harry you deserved to be protected. I know you lied about Remus seeing your scars. Why? Why not tell someone?"

Harry was biting back the tears. " Dumbledore didn't care enough about me being beaten to take me away, I wouldn't tell him of this, just to have the same."

Lucius knew Harry had a point. Albus had knowingly left Harry in an abusive home believing that the boy was safer there during the war. He prayed that Harry was wrong and that Albus would have done something if he had known Harry was molested, but he wasn't sure.

Lucius gently pulled Harry onto the sofa. "Harry, please tell me. I want to know what he did to you. Please tell me."

Harry looked into his eyes for the first time. "Why? Why would you want to know? Because you're mad I wasn't the innocent shag you thought me to be?"

"Harry, you were innocent when I took you. What he did to you, didn't change that. I love you Harry. I want to help you but I need to know what he did to you."

Harry looked like he would refuse but slowly the walls came down. Harry told him about nights when his Uncle came to him and touched him and as the years passed made Harry perform oral sex on him, as he did the same. His Uncle had never gone further but Harry had nightmares for years and wet his bed. He was beaten by day for wetting his bed, and then taken again at night.

Lucius held Harry by the arms. "Your Uncle was wrong. He deserves hell for what he did to you Harry. I deserve hell for what I did to you."

Harry looked up at him. "I bet you regret the day you ever took me as your lover. You're stuck with some used little freak. Not the innocent flesh you wanted."

Lucius shocked him by pulling him into a warm kiss. "I meant what I said, what your Uncle did makes you no less innocent. And doesn't make me love you any less."

Harry drew away. "It's all that I am good for. A whore. First my Uncle and now you. He used to call me his good little cock sucker, like you did."

Lucius was reminded of the day in London when he had forced Harry to clean him off. His own words in anger to Harry rung through his head and he realized just how cruel it had been. He had meant to hurt Harry in his anger but not like that.

"You are no whore. You are my lover Harry. You are an amazing young man and I plan on proving that to you Harry."Lucius assured him.

Harry drew away from him slightly. "I am just a body to you. Maybe I should let you At least you keep me well, no cupboards."

Lucius ran a hand down his face. "You are my lover and my apprentice. You are not my whore. Let me prove that to you Harry. Let me prove that to you."

Harry let Lucius draw him to his feet and lead him into their bedroom. Lucius lowered his mouth to Harry's lips and gently devoured them. He felt Harry's resistance dissolve under him as he pulled Harry down onto the bed with him, making love to him. He'd prove to Harry he wasn't anyone's whore, especially not Lucius'. As Harry slowly responded to his gentle touch, Harry giving over to him easier then ever before.

As he was about to enter Harry he looked down on him. "You're my little love Harry. I promised you before and I mean it, you're no body to me."

Harry surprised him by running a hand down his chest. "Just take me please."

Lucius knew that right now Harry just needed physical contact with someone who seemed to care about him, even if he thought it was just for his body and nothing else. Lucius would give him it tonight but he'd work on the rest tomorrow.

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Harry woke up in the morning. This morning he didn't even try to deny how safe and warm he felt. His Uncle had never held him. His uncle used him and left. Lucius was here, holding him, body wrapped around him, He could tell Lucius was already awake, from his breathing.

Lucius gently kissed the back of his neck as always. "Morning Harry."

Harry stayed in place in his arms. "Morning Luc."

Lucius pulled Harry closer against his chest but Harry didn't feel his mouth along Harry's flesh as he often did. His head was rested against the man's chest and the warms held him tight but nothing more.

Harry finally asked. "Lucius, what did you do to my Uncle before we left?"

Lucius was silent a moment. "I did what he threatened you with if you ever told. I castrated him, well technically just made it impossible for him to ever get it up."

Harry was amazed to hear that. "You really did that for me? You could risk prison time for that Luc."

Lucius gently kissed his neck again. "Your Uncle won't tell anyone out of fear he might get arrested. I wanted him to suffer for what he did to you Harry."

Harry heard the genuine concern in the man's voice for the first time. It had been there for a long time now but he heard it finally. "Thank you Luc."

Lucius moved to let go of him and allow him to get up. "You can go and take a bath if you'd like Harry."

Harry made no move to get up though. "Could we just stay like this?"

Lucius was amazed that Harry had asked to stay with him in bed. He knew Harry felt comfortable and seemingly safe in his arms right now. Harry's desire to stay put he wasn't about to discourage now.

Lucius kissed Harry again. "As long as you'd like Harry. As long as you'd like."