Raising Narcissa Lily Malfoy

Chapter Five

"What's...Up with this cat?" Draco asked, petting her head about an hour later when he felt better and was calm down. "Hermione said she's your familiar. She looks like a cat, but when I found you she had the body of a lion protecting you, once she realized I wasn't there to hurt you, she turned back into a cat and followed me the whole way to the hospital and just appeared in the room once it was just me." Harry said, giving him a light kiss. "So...We can keep her?" Draco asked. "I got the house set up, all but the nursery and already have her set up in the kitchen and the bedroom." Harry smiled lightly, getting a kiss. "Wait...how long was I out?" Draco mumbled. "Two weeks. So you're ten weeks now. I'm going to let Jessica know you're awake. I should be able to take you home soon." Harry smiled lightly.

"How are you feeling?" Jessica asked, taking the sit beside the hospital bed. "Fine." Draco said, pulling his hand away for her. "What the bloody hell is that thing!?" He fussed. "Hush. She's going to run-" Harry started. "I want to go home." Draco whined. "There isn't much more I can really do...Let me get another ultrasound, to check on the baby. Afterwards, I can get you a wheelchair to take with you. I need you back weekly, Destiny. Find a way." She said. "We left school, so it won't be a problem." Harry said. "Good." She said, before she walked out the room. "A wheelchair?" Draco asked. "A chair that has wheels, love. So you can travel throughout the house or elsewhere." Harry said. "I'm...sorry." Draco sobbed. "Hush. All that matters is we get you comfortable and be sure our baby keeps growing." Harry said, giving him a big kiss.

Harry kicked opened the front door of their now furnished house and Draco smiled lightly. "I like it...But I don't know what some of these stuff is." Draco admitted getting sat on the couch. "I know, we have plenty of time for you to learn." Harry said, before Draco's new cat jumped up on his lap. "How? I can't move my bloody legs Harry!" Draco fussed. "I know, love. We will handle it, okay." Harry said, and Harry walked into the kitchen to Make some lunch. "Hermione's mum is going to come sit with you while I'm at work." Harry said. "No! I don't want a sitter." Draco fussed. "Draco-" Harry started. "No! I'll figure it out! I won't have a sitter! I already feel like shit because I was stupid and got bloody broken!" Draco cried, causing Harry to walk back into the living room and pulled his chin up. "Draco, listen to me. I don't want you hurting yourself, nor do you understand half the stuff in this house." Harry said softly. "I can make a sandwich for lunch, and I'll used that stupid chair to get myself to the bathroom. I won't let her in this house, I don't nor will I take a sitter." Draco said, pushing Harry's hand away. "Draco." Harry whispered. "No!" Draco said and Harry just sigh. "I'm making some pasta for lunch." Harry said, handing Draco the remote to the T.V and walking back into the kitchen.

Harry sat the table, grabbed a couple bottles of water and turned on the small light that was right above the table. He picked up the remove and turn off the T.V before easing the cat to the floor and Picked Draco up. Harry could see Draco might had been sobbing softly to himself, but Harry was still a bit upset at Draco for being so stubborn. Harry eased him in the chair before grabbing the cat food out of the new rolling cabinet he got that held all her stuff in or on it. He filled her bowl with a cup off, washed his hands and joined Draco at the table. Neither talked for like half the the meal, until Draco spoke up. "So...You got the job?" He kind of mumbled. "Yeah, after school hours because I'm sixteen. So...I'll be gone 16 o'clock until 20 o'clock Monday through Thursday. Friday's I won't get off until midnight. Then I also work Saturdays 8 o'clock until 17 o'clock. Meaning you'll have to take your baths before I leave for work and I'll...just find some foods you can just get out the fridge. I'm unplugging the stove, toaster and microwave." Harry said. "I know...not to use something if I don't know what it is. I don't need to be treated like a toddler." Draco said, crosses his arm. "You also should have known to stay in the house." Harry said, getting to his feet. "I already told you I was sorry, potter! What the bloody hell else am I suppose to say?" Draco cried as Harry ran a hand through his hair. "Nothing. I should have just brought you with me...then you wouldn't have gotten ran over." Harry said walking into the kitchen and Draco seen Harry take a drink of some odd beverage. "You're...blaming yourself...when it's my fault." Draco cried. "No, it isn't. I...shouldn't have said that, but you want to stay by yourself; then deal with me bring cautious so I don't have to blame myself for something else that goes wrong. Like this." Harry said. "It wasn't..." Draco cried. "Just...Eat your dinner, Draco. I'm taking a shower then I'll run you a bath before we lay down." Harry said. "Harry...I'm sorry!" Draco cried. "Draco...Just eat okay?" Harry said, before walking down the hallway.
Draco pushed his half eaten plate away, and buried his head in his arms that laid crossed on the table spending the whole time sobbing. Ignoring the mews form the cat that jumped on his lap. Harry was blaming himself for his own stupid mistake and was mad at him for being stupid, or so Draco thought to himself as he kept crying to himself.