"I am cub if you let me be." Remus responded from the doorway.

Harry did not know how to respond. He was a mix of happy and angry, He had wanted to see his dad. He wanted him here so bad. He wanted to throw himself into the man's arms and hold on for dear life. But the other part of him was angry. He wanted to slap the man. He wanted him to leave. Remus had sent him here. He had watched as his husband held him while the dampeners were put on. He had done nothing to protect Harry. He was his dad and he had stood by. Worse he had signed the contract as well. He was not innocent in this. Sirius was not to blame for everything.

Severus spoke. "I had a feeling you might be regretting not letting me send for one of them. I have brought him. If you don't want him, he'll leave."

Remus looked at him. "Harry I know you're hurt. I know cub. I don't expect you to ever forgive me. I don't. But please let me be here, not for me, for you cub."

Tears were in his eyes and Harry for a moment allowed the man close to him but he drew back nearly as quick. He would not let his longing for parents let him fall prey. He had sold Harry like chattel. Harry had never been given a choice. And worse had never been given the truth. He deserved better of his dads. Of his future husband. He couldn't understand why the entire world seemed to hate him. Couldn't he just once be given a break? Didn't he deserve a choice in anything ever?

Harry stared at him. "You already gave me away. You already sold me. Once again I was not given a choice. Once again I am someone's possession."

Remus managed to hold him. "Harry I know it hurts and I am so sorry. I'm so sorry. I would do anything to take this pain from you. To make things better for you."

Harry fought tears. "Better? I went from orphan to muggle whipping dog to sacrificial lamb. Now I am supposed to act like Lucius' husband. I don't even have the slightest idea what the hell he means by that. I have to change houses and I have the choice between playing for the snakes and having a baby. What the hell kind of choice is that? I am scared, I am so scared. I need my dads and I can't even turn to them because you're to blame for this. You are to blame damn you."

Not knowing anything to say to his son Remus finally pulled a struggling Harry fully into his arms and held him against his chest as Harry broke down completely, sobs having turned into full out crying. He clung to Remus for dear life. The fears that he had felt since he had seen the contract came bubbling up to the surface. Lucius' words about being a proper husband. The questions about whether he would have a job or expected to be nothing more then a body to carry kids. What happened in the fall with his husband as he was still a student? He had so many questions and he had been too scared to ask. And other then George, no one to turn to.

Remus kissed his head. "I can't stop this marriage but please sweet heart let me try and help you. I don't care if you don't forgive me ever. You are my son. Please."

Harry pulled away from him. "I don't know when or if I will ever want you to be a part of my life but I could use some family. Can you help me with these?"

Kissing Harry again on the head and swearing he understood Remus helped Harry with the cufflinks. And did his best to dry his son's tears. George walked next to them and squeezed Harry's hand in reassurance. He could do this they kept reminding him. He was stronger then any of then, He could do this. Sirius had not been invited to come. He had lost his temper when Severus had come. Severus had known Harry was in bad enough shape. He could not have handled the emotional state of his godfather right now. Harry had needed the calm and stable presence of someone and Remus was that. He knew if anyone had the chance to get Harry to agree to walk him down the aisle it was Remus. Sirius may have been his godfather but Harry had been closer to Remus as he had been able to be there before the war ended. And Sirius had been part of helping Lucius put the manacles on Harry. For now he had much more to over come with his son then Remus did.

They were taken down into the smaller of the two libraries where Lucius was waiting with his son and a minister. Lucius was shocked to see that Remus was there but he made no comment as Harry was escorted by his dad and his brother to the front. Remus tried to kiss Harry on the cheek but Harry pulled away. Remus went to sit with Severus on the couch which was near by.

Since the ceremony was a formality there was very little to it. There was to be a lunch after Harry had been told and Lucius was taking him away for a few days though they would have their proper honeymoon for the last week of winter term when Lucius would be able to take his husband to bed properly.

The minister stated. "Do you Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, Lord Malfoy claim Harry by terms of ancient contact as your binded husband till parted by death?"

Lucius smiled and nodded. "I do."

He turned to Harry. "Harry James Potter, Lord Potter, you have been claimed for binding by Lucius. Do you acknowledge the claim of Lucius to be your husband?"

Harry glared at Lucius. "Like I have any bloody choice."

George handed a ring to Lucius. "I present this ring to you to claim Harry as your binded husband."

Lucius slid the ring next to Harry's engagement ring. "I Lord Malfoy claim you to be my rightful husband."

Draco handed Harry a ring. "I give you this ring to acknowledge my father as your proper husband in binding."

Harry forcefully pushed the ring on his husband's hand. "I Lord Potter acknowledge you as my legal and rightful husband."

The minister announced. "As was witnesses by the signing of the contracts and honoured in a year of courting is finalized with rings. You are sealed by binds till death. Lucius kiss your husband to state your final claim."

Lucius drew Harry into his arms for a long forceful kiss and Harry felt the arm around his waist and the one at the back of his neck tighten. Lucius had not been happy with Harry's performance with his vows. And he was making his little husband know that loud and clear. When Harry was finally let go he knew his fate was sealed and he was drawn into the arms of George who was the only one he was about to accept anything from at the moment.

Lucius drew him back. "We will be discussing my husband the proper way you will act, while we are away. You will keep your promise or I won't keep mine."

Harry winced for he knew what that meant. "How did you expect me to act like a proper husband? I obviously have no mind of my own and you did not teach me."

Lucius hissed in his ear. "Teach I will do soon enough and not just you. Severus reminded me I should tell you. I will be teaching DADA this fall."

As he was led into the airy sunroom smaller dinning room Harry was reminded he had heard rumours that Lucius was taking over. He had forgotten since he had been brought here. He had thought they were just rumours. He could never have imagined Lucius Malfoy ever wanting to teach. He obviously knew the reason now. He should not have been surprised. His husband was not about to let him run off to school ten months of the year without him.

In the dinning room they had an extravagant lunch waiting for them, well a meal that spread well into dinner time. Harry wondered if his husband had invited more guests and no one showed up from the amount of food that had been served. He sat at the head of the table with his husband, his brother by his side.

Lucius decided to make a toast over dessert. "To my spirited husband that he may learn his place well ad to a very fruitful marriage."

Severus saw Harry flinching at both parts and found himself adding his own toast. "And that in time that this marriage may bring happiness to all involved."

Some appreciation for Severus he felt but Harry was sickened by his husband's words. He definitely knew what fruitful meant. And it was a reminder of the threat before that if he did not learn his place the deal was off. Lucius had known he was marrying a teenager and that Harry did not want this. He could not have expected that Harry would have done this without a fight. His husband was already pissed with him. This was his wedding and he might as well add his own two cents.

He raised his glass. "To my husband and fathers for introducing slavery into the twentieth century and once again proving how little my life is worth to anyone."

Lucius put a crushing hand on his arm and whispered. "You watch what you say little one. We will be having a discussion on manners in OUR bedroom tonight."

Harry did not back down and just glared at him. He knew he had to move to the master bedroom tonight. And they were going some where tomorrow. But if he was going to have to put up with this he was going to get his say in. Though he had to admit he was a bit regretful he had said it when it time came for them to retire and he found himself being half dragged towards the stairs, not even given a chance to say goodbye to George.