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Chapter 22

January 29th

Harry- 6 months

Atlas's POV

"Please Atlas listen to me" Asher tugged on my arm. I knew I was going to be in serious trouble, but once I was told Asher got out of bed... I may or not have left school. Knowing my family half of them would be here sooner or later some not as secretive as me.

For example, Lyra will just give dad puppy dog eyes and fake tears, and he will bring her back home himself.  It sucks not being the cute sibling anymore honestly.  "Pleaseee" Ash continues to tug on my arm. 

I was dragging him back to his room so Papa didn't find me home... and not at school, plus he should still be resting.  "What's wrong?!" I ask stopping to grab both his shoulders.

"I-I don't know, but I can tell somethings not right!? Like why am I okay?" He whispers his knees trembling. "I don't know, but you need to get back in bed!" I usher him towards his room again.

"Your parents will be here soon right?" I ask and he nods with a sigh letting me push him the rest of the way.  As soon as we made it through the door I shut it behind us letting him trudge back to bed.

He crawls into bed and stares at me waiting.  "Blanket" I instruct him.  He lets out a huff crawling under the blanket while I get into the bed next to him. "I was so scared" I whisper turning to face him. He turns to me a look of concern written all over.

"I was too" he mumbles tears forming in his eyes. "I knew I was feeling a bit better over the week, but I couldn't tell if it was a fluke or not. I woke up today and felt perfectly fine, so when I walked down the stairs that's when... Uncle Harry contacted everybody" he tries explaining, tears slipping down his face.

Wrapping my arms around his torso I pull him close to my chest.  "I thought I was going to die" he bursts out into a sob.  I bite my lip not wanting to admit I thought the same thing.  I thought I was going to lose him. 

"But you didn't, you're okay now" I whisper on his head just holding him as tight as I can.  "I-I know" he cries gripping to my shirt.  "Than what's wrong?" I ask his shoulders shaking.

"I don't know... I don't know! But somethings wrong" he shouts moving to wipe some tears off his face.  "Shhh shh" I try to keep him quiet knowing if he got too worked up it wasn't going to end well. 

"Breathe, breathe," I say between a deep breath and he tries to copy me evening out his breathing.  His eyes were glued on my chest as he went off into a daze.  It was probably for the best.  If his mind was somewhere else he wouldn't get stressed out and overthink everything.

I refused to move not wanting to take him out of it.   I need to tell him.  I about lost him.... imagine if I would have lost him before telling him I loved him. Next week I'll do it I don't care how he feels I'm telling him that he's my happiness and I don't want anyone else.

I let my eyes wander staring at every part of his beautiful face.  I can't wait to see him as healthy and happy as before.  I flinch as the door flies open with a loud thud once it hits the wall.  "Asher!" His parents shout as the sick boy stirs coming back to reality and sits up out of my grip.

"Papa! Dad!" He shouts stumbling to get off the bed.  He jumps into uncle George's arms, who swings him around.  I make eye contact with uncle Fred who was sending me a confused look.  Fuck I forgot I'm supposed to be in school...

Ash goes to hug Fred collapsing into his arms.  "Well, time for you to go back in bed" he laughs the worry in his voice easy to hear.  Asher just nods into his chest as Fred picks him up, putting him back in bed. 

"Atlas we never saw you" they chuckle before going back to their son asking him millions of questions.  "Thank you, my favorite uncles!" I whisper-shout before quickly making my escape. 

Looking down the stairs I smile at the empty common room.  Running down the stairs I start to make my break for the door Herb sprinting to it as well.  I've never beat him to the door... trust me I've tried. 

He laughs which causes me to laugh, but it quickly gets cut off by a cough.  I freeze knowing I had been caught.  Herb continues to laugh at me and I send him a glare. He immediately sticks his tongue back out at me.

"Atwas!" EJ shouts as the toddler runs to hug my leg.  I slowly turn to see a very unhappy Papa and my Dad trying to hold in his laugher behind him.  He looks up at me before mouthing the words "he's pissed" I give him a look meaning, I could easily tell.

"Hello loving parent of mine" I smile picking the child at my leg up. "Save it!" He shouts throwing his hands up almost smacking Dad.  "You can't just leave school like that... and don't think you're out of this to Mr. Malfoy!" He yells turning around to poke his husband, who's face immediately dropped.

It's my turn to send him a smirk.  "And you brought the rest of the girls home! That's even worse!" He groaned his hands flying everywhere as I shake my head "so disappointing" I mutter jokingly the boy in my arms just staring at my Papa with utter amazement.

"Atlas Raye Malfoy!" He shouts making me shut my trap.  I'm assuming the girls all went to their rooms or to see Ash. Dad begins laughing at me and you can tell Papa was about to kill us all.

"Someone is here!" Herb buds in making all of us go quiet. "Maybe the twins came home as well" Papa cries letting his hands go to his side. I shrug my shoulders "probably" I mumble.

Herb quickly opens the door to my surprise a really tall, scary-looking guy was there with a tiny baby girl on his hip. He seemed sad though... wait. "Uh do I know you- I recognize you!" I asked cocking my head to the side. "Oh um wow you've gotten tall!" He chuckles his voice deep.

I turn to look at Papa and Dad. Papa stepped in front of me, and was looking the guy up and down. Dad had a face of utter confusion. "I know you?" Dad thinks out loud staring between me and the guy who was now bouncing the girl on his hip.

"Maybe you might remember my name... it's Mateo" he introduces himself shyly. "I swear I know him!" I groan looking to Dad for some help. "Holy shit you somehow got taller!" He gasps getting a slap by Papa.

"Heh yeah," Mateo answered nervously. "Oh, you're the kid Atlas use to be in love with!" Papa giggles his hand going to his mouth. "Woah, what!" I shout my brain beginning to hurt.

"I-I would love to stay and talk but I have some news to tell you" he looks to the girl in his arms as she laid her head on his shoulder letting her eyes close.

"You guys knew my mother.." he starts as Papa brings him in. "You don't need to stand outside it's cold!" He interrupts. I let Emerson out of my grip. EJ quickly waddles over to Dad who's brain seems to hurt just as much as mine did.

Mateo steps in shifting his balance, obviously uncomfortable.  "I need to tell you guys... and then I have to get back to my husband" he spaces out trying to keep a smile on his face.

"I was adopted... uh when I was 5.  My mum never wanted me to get sick around her type of work so whenever there was an appointment... I was always running around in the woods or something" he lets out a sad chuckle blinking away tears.

I just stand there awkwardly looking at my parents who seemed to be in the same state I was in.  "She died a few days ago.... her name is... her name was... Ophelia, she was your guys' doctor" he mumbles letting tears fall from his eyes.

I stumble back not knowing how to take the news.  Ophelia... was my family.  "How!" Dad demanded hugging Papa who was shaking his eyes widen in fear.  "A spell... something about saving Asher's life. He had so much more to live for or something! She took the current illness from him" he was a mess now sobbing. A hand tugging at his hair as the other one held the girl close to his chest.

I stand in shock. "We can't let Asher know..." I whisper into my hands. There was so much going on, and my head was spinning why can't something go right for once... 

I hit my head feeling like it was my fault I should have been there for him... for her. Why didn't I do anything.

"Atlas!"

"catch him!"

I'm sorry🥲