Harry had no idea what was happening. The past year had been amazing. His godfathers had not only been granted custody but adopted him the previous summer. He had got to see some of Europe and Asia, even went to Egypt to see the pyramids and see Bill at work and to Kenya for a safari. He had returned to school with nothing to worry about but grades and friends, and quidditch. He had been a bit surprised when he found Moody teaching for real though he was told only for a year. The bizarre rumours were that Lucius Malfoy was to take over the next year. The man had helped him save the world with the war but Harry had not seen him since. His team had won the quidditch cup and he had just completed his OWLS. He would not learn his results for weeks but he was looking forward to the summer. After Christmas in New York and Easter in Ireland, he wondered what his dads had planned for that summer.
He was surprised when he was coming out of his last exam when he noticed his dads coming his way. They were married last summer, having dated in school. Harry had got used to them coming to visit but they usually did not come unannounced.
Sirius kissed his son on the head. "Hey cub, we need to talk to you a bit, well the headmaster would like us all to come up to his office."
Remus nodded and led him towards the stairs. "Harry do you remember what today is?"
Harry was a bit pale but nodded. The school had no tests today even for those not done their exams as there were two left. There had been a memorial for the one year anniversary of the death of Cedric but also a slight celebration as well. To not only celebrate his life but also the victory of Harry over Voldemort. Well the celebration would be at dinner, the memorial at lunch. Harry had been trying to avoid it as best as he could.
They got to the statue to go up to the headmaster's office and as they walked up Harry was confused. "Does this have something to do with Cedric's death?"
As they were about to enter the office Sirius sighed. "No. Unfortunately it has to do with Lucius Malfoy and the aid he offered you in the graveyard that night."
Harry remembered all too clearly. He remembered the voice next to him. He had been told the man was a spy but he had not been sure to believe it. He had been so scared and alone. The man had told him to think of those he loved and that it would make the potion explode and kill Voldemort. He had not been sure that he could trust the man but he had known h had to try something and it had worked.
Lucius was standing there waiting. "Ah there he is. A few minutes late. I expect you have explained to the boy what is expected of him."
Harry looked between his dads and the headmaster totally confused and starting to get scared. "What is he talking about? I don't get this. Why is he here?"
Seeing that the men were not about to explain anything to the boy Lucius handed Harry a set of papers and Harry looked down at then, His head spun as he read what he realized was a contract. He thought he would surely be sick to his stomach especially when he saw that his dads had both signed the bottom of the paper. He was shaking all over and the papers dropped to the ground at his feet.
"This is a joke of some kind right? You can not seriously have done this to me?" and seeing no one arguing Harry realized it was the truth and fainted.
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Lucius watched as Harry fainted and would have reached for the boy but he was caught by Sirius. He watched as the boy was moved to the couch. He had assumed his godfathers would have at least told the boy what to expect. He had not thought they would let him walk blindly into this.
Lucius took out the binds. "I will take him with me now. I assume he will wake up sooner or later on his own."
Remus stopped him. "You can't take him like this. He deserves the chance to know what is happening. To talk to us."
Lucius raised an eyebrow but he shrugged. "You had a year to tell your son what you agreed to. To tell him you signed away his life. But I will give you time."
He looked at the boy lying there on the couch in the office. He was prepared for quite the little temper tantrum when the boy woke. He had to admit he was not expecting this. But he assumed he could wait for a half hour before he took his prize home. He sunk down into a seat accioing a glass of the headmaster's brandy and waited, the bonds dangling from one hand as he was waiting.
He sipped at his glass. "It really is unfortunate that you did not even bother to prepare the child for this. You knew it was coming for a year."