Harry was curled up the next morning looking at the package. Hedwig was there and he could have sent it back. He had told Lucius to send it back. But he couldn't. He just held it. He was unable to open it either. Today was his wedding. As far as he knew Draco had returned with his dad. It stood to see if he would be at the wedding. There were new dress robes waiting. They were designer as he expected but they were the color of his eyes. He was expected in an hour. His fiancé had seen to his hair the night before. It seemed the mess did not appeal to him. He had grown out his husband's hair. Harry assumed long hair and a Slytherin patch he was a Malfoy. His husband/fiancé's flex of power at work again. He had put the clothes for under his dress robes on and his hair was pulled back. But he could not do any more.

He was lost looking at the package in his hands when the door opened. He did not look up but some how he knew when he finally registered he was not alone that it was George. But when he looked up he realized that George was accompanied by Draco, his soon to be stepson.

Draco thrust a package at him. "Dad asked me to bring this to you. He would like you to wear it during the ceremony."

Harry looked up from the new package. "Your godfather told me you refused to come to the wedding before."

Draco shrugged. "Just because the two of us have never got along because of the bloody war doesn't mean I approved of my dad buying you as his husband."

With that Draco turned and left. Harry wondered what Lucius had said to convince his son to return home for this. Perhaps he had threatened to cut him off. Harry reminded himself that the Malfoys had been spies and much of Draco's persona had changed last year as well as his friends in the house. He assumed even Draco would not have approved of his father bargaining the end of the war on being given Harry as a husband. George had sunk down next to him on the window seat as Harry had been talking with Draco. He looked up at his brother.

George hugged him. "I know that today scares you but remember his promise of six months Harry and please just try and make the best of this."

Harry sighed. "He is making me go snake and if I refuse to play quidditch for them he plans on getting me pregnant as soon as he can."

Shaking his head George tried what his husband and Severus had tried. Harry absolutely loved quidditch. It was his passion. He would be miserable giving it up for two years. His friends, true friends would understand. And George reminded Harry he was not ready for kids. Lucius would have his kids eventually. But two years would definitely be a reprieve that would make it easier for Harry to handle. Harry still had no idea what was happening. His husband had not explained how the married student thing worked out. He assumed his husband would not let him run off to school. He would either be flooing or Lucius had landed apartments some how.

George pointed at the dress robes. "Just give it a chance for you to think about quidditch as you have nearly two months. We should get you dressed."

Harry reluctantly stood up, showing off his new ponytail. "Already turning me into the next proper Malfoy. Now all I need if the Slytherin patch and tie."

Talking Harry through it George was as grateful as Harry was that he had been permitted to come. Harry needed a big brother here for him. When Harry was dressed they both had to admit he looked quite good in the dress robes and he reluctantly accepted the package Draco brought and found a ring box in it, well two. One had a note that it was for George to use in the ceremony. The other Harry opened and found a platinum band with a large emerald with smaller diamonds on both sides. Harry knew it was his engagement ring he assumed ad he grudgingly slipped it into place. His fiancé/husband had the contract signed and married him a year ago without him being there, this ceremony was just a formality really. Why would he think he needed to actually give the engagement ring to him in person either.

George picked up the other gift. "I assume this is the one your dads sent for you. You should open it Harry. You don't need to accept what ever is in it but you should."

Harry took the package from him and sat down on the bed and George sat down with him. "I can do this if you are with me."

Inside the package he found a small velvet box bigger then the ring box ad inside he found a pair of new cufflinks inside. They were beautiful and made from platinum. One was shaped like a stag ad the other was a Lily. There was a note from his dads explaining that it was traditional for sons to be given cufflinks for their sixteenth birthday in old blood families but while his birthday was not for a few more weeks they had thought he could use them now. There was also another package within the first which had a note for him to open if he would on his actual birthday.

George looked at the cufflinks ad the note. "They wanted your parents to be with you since they can't be here in person. Will you wear them?"

Harry looked at the cufflinks with tears. "They couldn't be here but I have two dads and I always thought they would be here. Maybe Sev was right."

Collected into his brother's arms Harry was struggling so hard. He was not ready to forgive. He was not sure he ever would be. But he had always wanted dads. He had always dreamed of a real family. His dads had spoken of having kids together in the next year or so and Harry had imagined little brothers and sisters. He had imagined they would walk him down the aisle when he married and give him away. He shook away the thought. They had given him away. They had signed him away like a possession. He was here because of them. But he waned them. He wanted them so bad. He wanted them to be putting on the cufflink for him. Severus had offered to bring one for him. He had told Harry he would likely regret not having one of his dads here for him, in the long run. And he was starting to think Severus was right.

Harry sighed and looked at them. "They remind me of my birthparents but my dads should be here to help me put them on. I am angry as hell but they should be."

There was a voice from the door which cut through the room. "I am cub if you let me be."

Harry looked up with George in surprise at the doorway. One of the people he had least expected to see stood there in the doorway. He had no idea how. He had refused to invite them. He had turned down Severus' offer. He was not sue whether to be glad or angry or both that they were there. He just started in shock.