Raising Narcissa Lily Malfoy

Chapter Two

"Hey." Harry whispered, giving Draco's check a kiss and rubbing his back lightly. "Hum?" Draco mumbled. "Are you wanting to asleep long?" Harry asked and Draco yawned out. "No, I...didn't mean to asleep all day." Draco said, easing to his knees. "I seen you run out of potions, what's up?" Harry asked. "Just...a bit sick is all, Harry." Draco admitted when he wasn't feeling any better. "Come, lets get into bed." Harry said, holding out his hand. "I rather you take a shower with me first." Draco said. "Sure, come." Harry smiled lightly and Draco took his hand.
Harry held Draco close in the shower, resting his head on Draco's shoulder holding Draco's backside close to his chest. "I promise I'm fine, Harry." Draco said, feeling a kiss on his neck. "You, much like me, are stubborn. I also seen you vomiting before I walked in here." Harry said and Draco let out a sigh. "Okay, So I'm sick. It'll pass." Draco said, getting another neck kiss. "If it doesn't go away soon, please see the healer." Harry said, getting a slow kiss. "Alright, alright. I'll see her soon if go doesn't go away." Draco replied and smiled lightly.

Draco grabbed Harry's school robe and through it over his shoulders, before Harry pulled his chin up. "What's with your eyes love?" Harry asked. "I'm just Exhausted." Draco said, who got a kiss and Harry put on his Glasses. "I suppose I'm tired too." Harry said lightly, and Draco walked over to the mirror. "You do look awfully cute in my robe." Harry said and Draco laughed. "I'd be dead if I was caught in it, but I love your smell." Draco kind of blushed. "You're adorable." Harry smiled, giving him a big kiss.
"I don't think that is Exhaustion, Love." Harry said, before Draco looked back in the mirror. "I...thought I noticed it earlier." Draco whispered, and a couple second later, his eyes were grey again. "Maybe you should see the healer, Draco. Something is wrong." Harry said and after a moment. "I...fear Granger might just be right, Harry." Draco whispered. "When on earth did you talk to her?" Harry asked. "Earlier, when I ran out. You right, she knows and I might have given it away." Draco sighed and sat down on the bed. "I could have told you that, but what...is it she said?" Harry asked and Draco laughed. "She had some ridiculous idea...That...I'm starting to fear is right and I am so dead." Draco whispered. "Draco, I'm sure we can handle it, and you're not dead. Nobody will never hurt you, love." Harry said, giving Draco a kiss. "I'm not sure this is something we can handle ourselves at hardly sixteen." Draco whispered, as Harry joined him on the bed. "We will handle it." Harry said. "I can't see a healer, word won't get back to my father." Draco said. "Then...you'll have to deal with Hermione, Love." Harry said and Draco sighed. "Fine..." Draco said.

Draco was sitting on the couch, his nose in one of those books Harry got form the muggle library he goes and visits for the hidden book worm, who wouldn't dare be since in the library getting a book other then required for school. "Seems you could have told me like almost two years ago." Hermione said. "Hush." Harry said. "When did-" Harry started. "About a year ago." She said, putting her bag on the table that was their little kitchen table. "Can you-" He started. "Yes, but At some point a healer is going to have to be talked to." Hermione said. "I...don't think that's much of an option." Harry said. "It isn't an option, I won't have anything reported back home." Draco kind of said facing them. "Wasn't you reading?" Harry asked. "Got blurring, oddly." Draco said. "Your eyes are green, Malfoy." Hermione said. "Yeah, they've been flashing all evening." Harry said. "And your visions blurry?" Hermione ask. "At the moment, but why?" Draco asked. "Thinking out loud, but somebody has green eyes and very powerful." Hermione said, pulling out a book. "At six weeks?" Harry said. "You know when?" Hermione kind of giggled. "Hush." Harry said. "It's possible, yes. Even early, not sure about this early but each is different, very different another reason why a healer is recommended." Hermione said. "It isn't an option." Draco fussed. "Fine, come sit. There's a spell somewhere that can show us." Hermione said, opening the book in her hand as Draco slowly walked over and climbed up in the chair. "What...spell?" Draco asked in a voice Hermione caught that Harry didn't seem to. "Just a minor spell is all. Like a mirror on your stomach, so you'll have to unbutton." Hermione said, still looking through her book and pulled out her wand. Draco slowly unbuttoned the slightly overly large shirt he took form Harry. "You sure?" Draco asked. "I'm sure, relax." Hermione said, but relax was something the blond couldn't do...and he started to feel like he would vomit, again. Watching the wand glow was something Draco really didn't like at all and his blurred vision was giving him quiet the headache. "Now that's pretty cool." Harry said. "There's still the matter of a healer, Harry." Hermione said. "That won't happen!" Draco fussed. "Then...you'll need to go see a muggle doctor. It's safe for you to change your looks with a spell, not a potion, but you need some kind of proper check up. There's only so much I can do, nor can I deliver." Hermione said. "Just because we change his looks, doesn't allow for the proper...parts." Harry said. "Just...see a doctor, Harry. I'll figure out the rest later." Hermione said. "I'll...make a couple calls around home then." Harry said. "Somebody that works with high-risk and teens, Harry." Hermione said. "Crackers, Malfoy. Should settle your stomach." She added, before she hurried out the door leaving behind a couple books.