Harry's head was pounding when he woke up and for a second time he had no idea where he was or why. He was not on a couch. He was in a very soft feather bed propped against pillows. There was sunlight pouring through a window so he knew it was morning. He noticed first the green curtains and bedding and second the bands around his wrist. He realized they were not manacles any more as memories flooded back to him, but bracelets. He tried to get out of bed but his head began to spin the moment he tried to sit up and he had to sink back against the pillows. He found he was in a comfortable pair of pyjamas and the room seemed quite nice. Before he could register anything he heard locks being undone and the door opened. He was going to vomit when he turned his head to try and look so he had to settle for waiting till the person came around. He was not surprised to find it was Lucius but surprised he had lowered himself to actually carrying a tray himself.
Lucius set the tray on a table and sat down. "How are you feeling my little one? My little lion was pretty silly to try and head butt me. You were warned."
Harry shook his head but it made the pain worse and he groaned. "Like you care. And stop calling me your lion or anything else. I do not belong to you."
Lucius reached for a bottle. "But you do little one. You are to be my husband. Now I brought a potion to help with your head. I do not want my silly kitty in pain."
Though Harry wished he would stop the term and he did not want the man any where near him he was desperate for something to help. His head felt like splitting. He grudgingly opened his mouth and allowed the man to feed him the potion. Harry had thought for a moment it might not be a pain reliever. But he assumed the man had other plans then to poison him. Besides he was not really sure that death would not have been a better alternative then this.
Lucius brought the tray over. "Breakfast in bed for my little husband. Soon you will be sharing my bed with me."
Harry refused to look at him or touch the food. "I will never marry you. You can force my dads to betroth me but you can not force me to marry you."
Lucius stopped him. "I can. For this type of marriage you don't need to be present. Your dads signed the contact. But you will attend the wedding."
The contract had not been a betrothal but a marriage contract. It was usually finalized by an actual ceremony. But it could be done without one of them there. It was an ancient wedding that had not been used in centuries. But it was still more then legal. Harry really had no choice in the matter. Lucius had every right to have taken him to bed right now if he had wanted. The ceremony was really only a formality for them now.
Lucius put the tray over his lap and close. "Now little one we will talk about wedding logistics later. You need to eat."
Harry shook his head. "I don't want to eat. I want out of this room. Where are my things? My owl?"
Lucius stopped him moving. "I have brought what you will need but for now you have not earned the freedom of the manor. You will stay here for now."
Harry refused to look at the tray and he tried to pull away from the man. "You can't keep me a prisoner in here. Even if I am your husband, you can't."
Chuckling Lucius assured him he could. There was an attached bathroom which Harry had access to. If Harry was a reasonable little kitty and agreed to the ceremony he would be given the freedom of the manor. If not he would be kept in here till the school year. For now Lucius swore he was not going to touch Harry, he believed in keeping that till their wedding night. But he warned Harry if he waited too long to consent to the ceremony, Lucius would grow impatient with waiting. He would not wait to take his new husband to bed forever.
Lucius ran a hand down his leg. "You will not be my lion except in bed this year. You will join your stepson in Slytherin and if lucky I'll let you play quidditch."
Harry was pale. "Great, if being married to you wasn't bad enough. But it is not like I could play quidditch anyways. And I thought you'd want me pregnant."
Lucius chuckled. "The contract stipulated I'd wait till you were seventeen for a baby and Draco wants to play chaser. Play nice and I will let you try out for seeker."
Might as well go Slytherin. He could only imagine what his friends in Gryffindor would say when they found out. He hoped they would still be his friends. They had to know this had not been his idea. He had been sold off by his own dads. But common sense and loyalty were not always abundant in his house. He just hoped if they could over look the fact he was married to Lucius, they could over look the fact he was a Slytherin. It was definitely not his choice. They would know that.
Lucius stood. "Draco will be away visiting his Uncle for a few weeks. If you have not agreed to the ceremony by then I can't promise I will still be patient with you."
Harry refused to give in to the fear he was trying to instil in Harry. "Rape me all you want because that is the only way I will ever be with you. The only way."
Lucius motioned to the tray. "You may change your mind. Now eat your breakfast and I am sure you can start on your homework over there. I'll be back at lunch."
The man left the room and he could hear the locks and he knew magic wards would be used as well. He looked at the food but while his stomach was rumbling he refused to eat a single bite of the food. He pushed the tray away from him and eventually got out of bed. He walked over to the desk and found only his books and school supplies. He found a wardrobe of new clothes and only his invisibility cloak but there was a spell which kept him from removing it. He found no signs of his wand, his album or anything else that he cared about. His husband's way he assume of breaking his spirit. Taking away everything that meant anything to him. He wondered about his wand. He could not use his magic against his husband anyways but he assumed Lucius was worried he would use it to get out of the room. He sunk down at the desk and did some work on the transfiguration paper he had. But he only got a bit done. His stomach was grumbling with hunger. But he was not going to give in to the man. There might be potions or something in the food. He wouldn't.
Lucius came in with lunch and spotted the food untouched. "Now little kitten why did you not eat? It will do you no good if you starve yourself."
Harry turned around to face him. "No it will do you no good. You will lose your little husband. As long as I am a prisoner here, I refuse any of your food."
Lucius shook his head. "You are not my prisoner but you will not be let out of the room acting like a spoiled little child. Now eat the lunch I have brought for you."
The man caught his hand when Harry went to slap him but it still was enough that Harry's head turned with a slap. Lucius shook his head and directed Harry back over to the bed and pushed him down against the pillows, replacing the breakfast tray with the lunch tray.
He headed for the door. "Severus was right my little lion, you are sure a slow learner. But you will learn soon enough. Now be a good boy and eat up."