"What the hell are you doing?" Draco's voice rang through the room.

Lucius unfortunately at that point was buried to his hilt inside of Harry and nearing release and could not stop but as he was reaching it he reached for his wand and warded the door as Draco had turned to flee. Draco had reached the door just as his father put up the ward and screamed as he found he could not leave. He fought against the wards long enough for his father to finish and casting a cleansing spell, summoned dressing gowns for both he and Harry.

Draco rounded on his father who was standing now; Harry huddled in a ball on the couch. "How could you do this? This is sick. He's my brother. How could you?"

Lucius tried to take his son by the arm. "Draco calm down please. Come sit down and please let us explain."

Draco was livid. "Explain? I really don't want any details about your sick sex life with my brother. Let me out of here. I can't even stand to look at either of you."

Harry looked up from the couch in tears. "Please Drake, please listen to us. You're my brother and I love you. Please."

Draco rounded on him. "How could you? How long have you been fucking my dad behind my back? I know my dad had whores for years but never thought you'd be."

Lucius watched in horror as those words sunk into his lover's face and before he could reach out for Harry, Harry jumped to his feet and bolted into their bedroom and he desperately wished he could go comfort Harry but he knew he needed to have this out with his son.

Draco sneered at his father. "What is this concern for your little whore I see? This is new for you. Did he become your whore before or after your apprentice dad?"

Lucius was growing angry. "You will not call him my whore. He is no such thing. But to answer, we were lovers before he became my apprentice. I am his erastes."

Draco knew nearly as much Greek history as his father. "His Erastes? You mean he entered into a formal sexual contract with you? This is supposed to comfort me?"

Looking at the door where Harry was he questioned if he should tell Draco this but he knew Harry would be devastated if he lost his brother and best friend over this and he took a chance that Harry would forgive him down the line. Draco needed to understand why Harry had entered into this. He might hate his father afterwards but right now he already hated Lucius. He needed Draco to forgive Harry.

Lucius finally got his son to sit. "I started coming on to Harry early this summer and I forced him. I intimidated him into becoming intimate with me and cornered him into the contract. He was too scared to say no; too scared people would learn what he did, to say no."

Draco stared at his father. "Harry was too scared? His fathers were in the house. Hell I was in the house and would have stopped you. He is scared of nothing."

Lucius sighed. "I took Harry to see his Uncle before school started to allow him to confront him. I found out when there, Harry was molested since he was three."

Draco looked like he was going to be sick. "Molested? You mean his Uncle used him? Oh Merlin, Harry. Why didn't he ever tell anyone?"

Lucius looked at the door. "His Uncle threatened to castrate him if he did. Harry never dealt with what was done and he couldn't fight me. You should know."

Draco turned to look to where Harry ran. "I want to know. I want to know what happened this summer. I want to know what you have done to my brother."

Taking a deep breath Lucius started from the kiss in the kitchen to their first night of sex, to the contract, the leak to the paper, his talk with Luna, confronting his Uncle, the problems with the headmaster and even the pregnancy scare. He admitted even that Severus had known but that had not come as a surprise to his son for Draco knew his father and godfather had never kept secrets from each other since they became friends.

Draco was still livid but only at his dad. "I can't believe you. I know you didn't know he was molested but how could you do that to him? How can you continue?"

Lucius found comfort that Draco only seemed angry at him now. "I was wrong. I was so attracted to him and by the time I learned the truth I was in love with him."

Draco looked at his dad like he had grown two heads. "You are in love with him? You're telling me after all of this, that you're in love with him?"

Lucius nodded. "I have told him I intend to propose to him the day he graduates, and make him mine, the day he is free. He is giving me quite the fight though."

Draco kept looking back and forth between the door and his father as the words his father was saying were sinking into his head. He always knew when his father was telling the truth and he knew his father was. That didn't make what his father had done, right. It sure as hell didn't make it easier to stomach. And at that point he wanted to hex his father into next week for what he had done to Harry.

Lucius understood. "I know you hate me and you have a right to Draco. But Harry needs you, like you needed him this summer. Don't take this out on him."

Draco looked at his dad. "I can't stand to look at you but you're right, he deserves better. He deserves better then what you did to him."

Lucius pointed at the door. "Hate me all you want Draco. Never speak to me again if you have to. But Harry needs you. He is your brother and he needs you."

He took down the wards on the door so his son could leave and when Draco stood he went towards the door but before he opened it he turned around and walked over to the door that Harry had fled through.

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Harry lay in a ball on the bed sobbing. He could have done this. He could have done this for two years. He was enjoying the sex and was getting used to the rest. But he had just lost his best friend and brother. Draco would never want to see him again. Would he tell others? Would Harry's fathers find out?

He heard the door open behind him and he didn't move or look up. "Go away Luc. I want to be alone."

It was not Lucius' voice though that came to him. "It's not my dad Harry. It's me. I thought you could use your brother right now."

Harry looked up at Draco. "You still consider me your brother? I would have thought you'd hex me for being with your dad. I thought you'd hate me."

Draco sunk down next to Harry and surprised him. "My father told me everything, about your contract and what happened this summer. Can I see your brand?"

Harry was trembling for he had only shown the twins and been forced to show the headmaster but he had never wanted to show them again. He knew after what Draco had just walked in on though he couldn't really deny his brother this so he showed him the bran above his nipple.

Draco touched it for a moment. "I'm so sorry my father did this to you. He told me how he forced you, how you cried for weeks every night. I'm so sorry Harry."

Harry turned his head. "The big brave boy who lived was too scared to say no and cried himself to sleep after being fucked nightly, you must be so proud to call me brother."

Draco stopped him. "Dad told me everything. He told me about what your Uncle did to you when you were a child Harry. No one could blame you for being scared."

Harry was fighting the tears. "He told you? Your father swore to me he'd never tell anyone. He swore to me that I could trust him with that. How could he tell you?"

Draco pulled Harry into his arms. "Because you're my brother and he knows that this changes nothing. He knew I needed to understand why you let him do this."

With some gentle persuasion from Draco assuring him that he would not stop being Harry's friend for anything, he told him what his Uncle had done to him, and went further and gave his own telling of what had happened this summer and since. He admitted it had become easier and Draco's father had been gentle and trying to care for him. Draco knew like he had with his dad, that Harry told him the truth about how his dad had been with him. Draco was amazed to find out that he had never told anyone about the sexual abuse until his dad and the twins after, and that only Luna and the headmaster had known about the physical.

Draco made him look up. "I was upset when I walked in. I assume you'd have been in my place. But I am not angry with you. My dad yes. But not you."

Harry sunk into his arms. "I am so sorry about this Draco. I am so sorry. Please tell me you are still my friend. I can't loose my brother and best friend. Please."

Draco held him tight. "You are not getting rid of me little brother. I promise I will hex my father if he ever hurts you, but I swear Harry, this changes nothing."

Harry clung to his arms. "I am so sorry Draco. I should have been able to say no. I should have gone to you or my dads. I should have been able to say no."

Draco stopped him. "My father is an intimidating person even if you haven't suffered the way you have. He is at fault here, not you. I am not angry at you."

They spoke for quite some time as Draco held him. Draco knew there was no way for Harry to get out of this and he understood Harry giving into it. He understood Harry allowing himself to gain some pleasure and allowing himself to enjoy it.

Draco looked at the door when Harry calmed and he warded the door. "Dad can sleep on the couch tonight. He deserves worse but for your sake I will leave it there."

Harry looked at him shocked. "You're staying with me tonight?"

Draco nodded. "You need a brother right now and I might not be the twins but I am your brother. Dad is lucky I am leaving him a couch out there to sleep on."

Harry pointed at the door to his other side. "My bedroom has a bed in it though it has never been used. He said he'd never enter the room but he might if..."

Draco shook his head. "If dad has any sense in his brain he will stay out of that room and on the couch."

Finding some pyjamas for Draco as he did keep them here in the bedroom though the rest of his clothes were in his own bedroom. Draco curled up on the bed with him and they spoke through the night about everything.

Before Harry fell asleep finally he turned to Draco. "Forgive your dad. He loves you so much. He has been really gentle and has tried to take care of me Draco."

Draco was reminded his dad had professed he wanted to marry Harry one day. "I will I assume. With time. But walking in on you two and all of this, is a lot."

Harry took his hand. "If I can accept my fate for the next two years and allow him to care for me, you can too. You got so close this summer, don't let me ruin that."

Draco sighed as he crawled into bed next to Harry. "I will. I promise. But he needs to give me time. I understand your side. His side is going to take some time."

Harry let the subject drop as he was exhausted and he started drifting off to sleep. It felt so odd to have a Malfoy next to him in bed but not Lucius. He hoped for his brother's sake and he had to admit it, for Luc's sake as well, they could fix this. He knew how much that summer being able to get close had meant to both Luc and his son and he hated the thought that he'd ruin that for either of them. He loved Draco as a brother and as reluctant as he was to admit it, he cared for Lucius.

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Lucius groaned in the morning as he woke on the couch. He had never slept on a couch before. When Narcissa kicked him out of bed he had gone to one of the guest bedrooms in the manor or another house, before he and his wife had their own bedrooms. He could have gone to Sev's to his guest room or Harry's bed but he didn't. He swore to Harry that his room was his private space and he'd never enter it, and he knew leaving would make things worse with his son.

He saw the concerned face of Harry next to him. "You actually slept on the couch all night? I would have thought you'd take off to Sev or use mine."

Lucius shook his head. "Your room is yours and I will not enter without your permission. And after last night I deserved a couch."

It was Draco who answered to him. "After this summer you deserve more then the couch but for Harry's sake I will forego any castration spells, for now."

Lucius looked at his son. "I know I made a mistake Draco and hurt Harry so bad and you. I am trying to make it up to him and hopefully to you as well."

He could see the way that his son was looking at Harry that they must have had quite the talk and there was something about the look in his son's eyes that gave him some hope not only with his relationship with his son but also for his relationship with Harry as well.

Draco turned to leave. "I will try and forgive you dad but this is going to take time. But you were right last night, Harry is my brother and this doesn't change that."

Lucius smiled slightly at that. "I can deal with your anger and even hatred if it comes to that Draco. I deserve it. I'm just happy you're not angry at Harry."

Draco shared a look with his brother. "I didn't hex you for Harry's sake, but if you ever hurt my brother again like you have, I swear I will. I am a Malfoy after all."

Lucius was all to aware that his son meant it. "I promise I have no intention of hurting him. I have told you both I intend on he being my husband. I meant it."

Draco turned and hugged Harry and they spoke for a few moments and Lucius did not hear what was said between them but when Draco pulled away he headed for the door but he motioned for his father to come with him.

At the door Draco stopped. "He does care about you. And if you don't hurt him, I will help you try and convince him to fall for you. But I will keep my promise."

Lucius hugged his son. "Thank you Dragon. I promise I will never give you reason to hex me. I started this wrong but I have tried to fix it. I love your brother."

Draco sighed. "I think I must have lost my mind when I saw you two last night, to even be saying this but I think you could make him happy. But I swear..."

Lucius cut his son off with another hug and reminded his son once again that he loved Harry and he was going to do everything he could to make up for what he ha done to Harry. He swore he'd never purposely hurt Harry and if he did, he would give his son his wand to hex him with.

When Draco left he turned back to Harry and he knew he had one more fight to face. "Harry. I..."

Harry wasn't about to allow him to have it that easy. "You promised you'd never tell anyone. How could you tell Draco about my Uncle? How could you?"

Lucius went across the room and did what he told Draco he would do, handed Harry his wand. "You can hex me if you want, but I knew you needed my son. I knew you needed your friendship. He needed to understand. I'm sorry. I did what I thought was best for you Harry but if you want, you can hex me."

Harry raised the wand and for a moment he thought he would actually do it but Harry dropped the wand. "I can't. I hate it but you're right. You were right to tell."

Lucius collected him into his arms. "My son I knew would never think less of you, like I didn't. I knew he'd be there. I swear I was trying to help you."

Harry actually kissed him. "I know. And I know you risked your son hexing you or never speaking to you again. Thank you for caring about me enough to do that."

Lucius pulled him down onto the couch with him with Harry in his lap but not like the night before when he used the position to lead to sex. He held Harry in his arms like he did in bed and pressed his lips against Harry's neck but went no further.

Harry remained curled up there. "I missed your arms around me this morning. I have to admit it felt strange having a Malfoy in bed but not you."

Lucius smiled inwardly to hear Harry had missed him in bed. "I missed you too. I'm kind of jealous another man was in my bed with you, even if my son."

Harry laughed a bit and turned to kiss him. "Even if Draco was not my brother, you know I'd never let another man touch me. I'm yours alone for two years."

Lucius pulled him back into the kiss and soon scooped him up and carried him to their bed. He had told his son and was amazed Draco offered to help convince Harry of his feelings, which made Lucius even more driven to win Harry. He knew Harry must have said something to Draco to make Draco think his dad actually had a chance with Harry. As he made love to Harry that morning, he strengthened his resolve to make him his husband.