Harry looked down at the package Lucius handed him. He was aware that his dads had given it to Lucius before they left school. He should have been angry. He was angry. But not at his husband. He was angry at his dads. They had sold him into marriage and thought they could buy forgiveness from him. He had no idea why they actually thought he would accept a gift from them. They had betrayed him. Lucius said it himself. He had given Harry a year to get used to the idea. And his dads had denied him that. They had said they wanted him to enjoy his final year of freedom. But he would have enjoyed it anyways. He would have enjoyed it because he knew how sweet the time was. He would have taken so much more advantage of the time he had. He knew Sirius said he was not dead and he had a chance at life even if married but for him he might as well be dead. He may have a six month reprieve from sex and no pregnancy till he was seventeen at least but his entire life was now in the hands and control of a man who saw him as nothing more then his possession. He didn't even have the courage to ask what happened when he finished school. Narcissa had never had a career. He wondered if the same would be expected of him. He assumed Lucius would inform him when the time came.

For now he looked towards his window and things. He wondered where Hedwig was. He had not seen his beloved owl. He hoped Lucius had included her. Perhaps he decided he needed to control the mail his husband sent. He wondered if Lucius would insist on reading anything he wanted to send.

He looked at Lucius who had not left and was watching. "Where is Hedwig? Did you refuse to allow her to be sent to me?"

Lucius shook his head. "If you are talking about your beautiful snowy owl she is up in the owlery. She is here and ready for you when you need her."

Relief for a moment flooded through him. Hedwig was more precious then anything he owned. She was the first gift he had ever received. She was his first friend. Those summers home from school she was his connection to his friends. Wizards often had a connection with their familiar. His was stronger then normal. His was beyond a magical connection. He assumed an owlery on an estate like this was common. He was just used to having her cage in his room.

Lucius seemed to know his thoughts. "If you'd like she can have her cage down here though it will stay in this room when you move into my room next door."

Harry hated how the man seemed to know what he thought. "Would you bring her to me or send this for me? I don't want anything that my fathers have sent."

The man came across the room and he saw the surprise in his face. He had expected Harry to want the comfort f the gift from his dads. He was expecting anger. He knew Harry would know he kept it from him. But the only hurt and anger he saw in Harry was at his dads. He was reluctant he admitted to send the gift back. He had a feeling that Harry might regret it. He didn't know why he cared but he pocketed it and had no intention of sending it back. At least not yet.

Lucius patted his pocket. "I will send it if you are sure back to your dads today. Are you sure you would not like to write a letter to accompany it back?"

Harry shook his head and looked away from him. "I don't want to write or speak to them again. They sold me into slavery; I will never forgive them, or you."

Slavery? Lucius thought the boy was being absurd. Arranged marriages happened for centuries. Many would be thrilled to be Lord Consort Malfoy. Harry would be richer then he could ever hope. Lucius was allowing him to finish school. He was making him go snake for all Malfoys were Slytherin but he assumed the boy would settle into the house eventually. He would even wait to have a baby with his husband until after he graduated so he could continue to play quidditch. He would even find his little husband a job in hi company if he wanted when he was done. He was being far more understanding then he needed to be.

Lucius tried. "Draco will be returning early for our wedding and I assume you two can make friends before the school year. His friends will come for your birthday."

Harry snorted. "Wonderful, a birthday party with Slytherin who have wanted to hex me from day one. That is a perfect birthday gift. Thank you for that Lucius."

Lucius sighed. "You will be a snake in the fall and it will make it easier if you know some of them before hand. I will not be budging on you being re-sorted."

His tone broached no argument with people usually. Even Draco knew better then to argue when he was like this. They had become closer since the war ended. He even called Lucius dad now. But he still definitely could scare people. From years of business and being a spy he was intimidating. Only Severus never backed down. But it seemed he found his second person. His little green eyed lion was either to upset or braver then most for he did not seem willing to be intimidated by Lucius.

Harry glared at him. "Then you might as well forbid me from quidditch and get me pregnant. Because I will not play quidditch for any team but my lions."

Lucius cut in. "That is your choice. But if you do choose not to try out, when I take you in January there will be no contraception. Are you prepared for that?"

He could see Harry battling with emotions. He could understand in a way. He probably felt like he was betraying his friends. But he knew what quidditch meant to his husband. He knew it had been the one constant in his school days. He had seen many games. Draco was obsessed with it but Harry was worse. He honestly did not care. He would be happy to start on a baby right away. The contract said no baby born before he was seventeen, he was not breaking that. But he thought Harry would regret it. He had no doubt Harry had no desire to be a dad so early on in his life.

Lucius went to leave. "Think on it. I know quidditch is your passion. Don't make any foolish decisions before try outs. I am sure Draco can convince you to play."

Harry was irate. "Your son will not convince me of anything. I have to listen to one Malfoy and it is not your son."

Leaving Lucius reminded him to eat all his food and promised to come back with dinner. They were to be wed in a week. He could not wait to kiss and touch the young body. He was sure once Harry spent the summer with Draco and met his fiends he would come to his senses about playing quidditch. Lucius was not trying to ruin his husband's life and he knew Harry would resent him even more if he had to give the sport up. Harry would be partnered with Draco in potions and be in Slytherin, he would have to realize that this was his life, and try and embrace it. He had no choice.