Recovery

Chapter Seventeen

After a moment, he was thrown a bottle of pills. "Weaker dose obviously, but it will keep the headaches and nose bleeds less. They haven't caused any Brain damage, but meds haven't really helped stoped them so I stopped taking them. She'll be fine." He said. "I still need your records so they don't have to spent all that time on her." Ron said. "Your not getting my records." Zane said. "You really don't want Harry to find you, Zane, or his father." Ron said and after a huff. "Fine." He said, and sign the paperwork to give the permission. "I wouldn't stay around much longer." Ron said. "He'll tell you the same thing, Nothing happened." Zane said. "His father, Harry, myself and Draco all know that isn't true. He was Fourteen, and the second Harry knows your were Sixteen...pushing him around, until he gave in to what he already done. That stopped being enough, then once you learn about the pregnancy you really turned into an ass." Ron said. "And I have six brothers who aren't scared of a couple of Navy boys. Why the hell do you think he's father has a limp at times?" Zane said. "Harry has a lot of friends, a lot of pull, you wouldn't be the first to Disappear." Ron said, and after a moment. "Fine. The kid will be fine." Zane somewhat hissed, before Ron let out a huff and went on his way.

Willow woke up slowly, with Draco's hand rubbing her hair. Her head was achy and she felt very tried, but slowly reached up to touch Draco's cheek. "Hi, baby." Draco half cried. "Don't...cry...daddy." she whispered, getting a kiss on her forehead. "Daddy is just worried about you is all." Draco said. "Just...sleepy daddy...where is...Harry?" She asked. "At the store...picking up some food before it got to late." Draco said. "Sleepy." She whispered. "You can go back to sleep, sweetheart. You need your rest." Draco said. "Snuggle." She whined.
Harry give Draco a light kiss that woke him up when Harry got back into the hospital room. Willow was nuzzled to his side, her head on his chest. "Hey, Did she wake up?" Harry said. "Yeah. She's just sleeping now." Draco said, kissing her head. "She'll be okay, Draco. It's a very manageable condition." Harry said. "I know...but how come it is just now coming to play?" Draco asked. "He was nearly ten when his first started. We just have to watch Micheal for it. Nothing to worry about." Harry said, giving him a light kiss. "Harry." Willow whispered. "Awe, I am sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." Harry said but she just smiled lightly. "Daddy comfy." She said. "I bet he is. How about a bite to eat? You really should try and eat." Harry said and after a small yawn, she slowly sat up.
They agreed to let her go home the next morning, there wasn't much else could be done. Just wait for the medicine to help and keep an eye on her condition. "W!" Rose fussed when Hermione stepped by to check on her. "She wants to be sure you are okay." Hermione smiled lightly and Willow got ran into by the toddler. "Awe, I am okay." Willow said getting her dress pulled on until she took the hint and picked her back up. Rose nuzzled to her neck. "Why don't you see if she'll lay down with you? You still look sleepy." Harry said. "Okay." She smiled, lightly.

Harry started a pot of coffee and joined Hermione at the table. "Is it the same condition he has?" She asked. "Yeah, but it is treatable. She won't ever drive, but who needs to drive." Harry said and she gave somewhat of a sad smile. "You still dislike driving, don't you?" She asked and he give a nod. "Seems foolish, I know." Harry said. "It isn't foolish, Harry. You Know how your parents were killed. Even if you can't remember or wasn't there, you know what happened. It makes you subconsciously afraid to drive." Hermione said and he couldn't help but laugh. "Yes, thank you psychiatrist Hermione." Harry said, smiling. "It's true, Harry." She said. "I know, and Draco scared of my driving so he drives when if we don't walk...but I opt to walk just about Everytime possible." Harry admitted. "I know. Ron gets a little like that when he's gone a while." Hermione said. "I know, you two still doing good?" Harry asked. "We are doing great, thank you." She smiled. "What's the story with Draco?" She asked. "It...was kind of rushed the last time I was here...but I do love him." Harry said and she smiled. "I'm glad. You deserve to be happy, Harry." She said, before Micheal climbed up in Harry's lap. "Well, hello to you to." Harry smiled, before he whispered something to Harry. Harry only smiled. "You have to ask her." Harry said, and he somewhat buried his head in Harry's neck. "You know I thought I noticed he was shy." She said softly. "Yes, he is very shy. Teddy is his first friend, other then his sister." Harry said, giving his back a pat. "What do you want to ask?" She ask softly and he mumbled something inaudible. "Micheal." Harry said, encouraging. "Can...I...have ice cream too?" He mumbled. "Of course! I'll make the call to Ron. What flavor?" She asked, but he kept really quiet. "Strawberry." Harry said after a moment and she smiled. "He is adorable. He needs a bath though, look at his head." She said, before getting up. "You could have told me your head hurt." Harry frown. "Sissy needed you more." He mumbled, a little upset. "Micheal, you matter just as much as your sister." Harry said, standing up holding the boy. "I don't...want a bath... it's just my head." Micheal said. "Let's be sure it's just your head." Harry said.