Raising Narcissa Lily Malfoy

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A week later, turned to be a night mare. July 5th, 2000. Harry was shot, for the third time.

Harry was sitting at his desk, and never seen it coming. He was used to people coming and going form his office. Knocking on his office door. Anything really. So he didn't stop doing what he was doing, when the man walked in. The man didn't say a word, just walked over to the desk. Harry heard the gun shot, but the world went black.

Harry was still breathing when Jack kneed down beside him, but Harry had a bullet in his head. An abundance was called and as told, Jack didn't touch Harry, didn't move Harry. Just watched his chest slowly still moving but the pool of blood was getting larger. He turned to face a horrid worker. "Leave! Get his daughter, Narcissa Lily, right now. Do not ask questions. If we aren't here, go to the hospital." She opened her mouth. "GO!" jack then hurried to Harry's office phone, and called Jessica.

"Please tell me, this is some joke because your still half drunk." Was Jessica's reply when her boyfriend, yes it was know, they were public now, called her letting her know Harry was shot in the head.

"Why would I joke about that Jess? I called the ambulance, but his breathing is slowing...but they told me not to move him. What the hell do I do?"

"If he stops breathing, you know what to do. Until then, just watch. I'll meet the both of you at the hospital. DO NOT call anybody else. I can't clam the all at once."

"I...sent somebody for Narcissa Lily."

"... Understanding...Harry's a fighter."

"This is different! There's a bullet in his head!" Jack ended the phonecall with a quick. Love u, as he heard the ambulance pulled up.
Harry was took straight for surgery and Jack stood at the double doors, Harry's blood on his suit. Harry stopped breathing before the EMT's made it up to Harry's office. Harry was breathing again, but Jack couldn't tell anybody anything. He wasn't listening to anybody or responding. The nursers were forced to leave him standing at the double doors.
The families, couldn't get him to move either. He was frozen and the hours were passing by. Draco was in tears and Narcissa ended up walking to the nursers station. "...You know what's wrong with Jack." The nurse let out a sigh and slipped her glasses off her face. "It was a long time ago...but I guess it trigged the man. He was there when his parents were spot and killed. We know about him and Jessica. Harry is very important to them both." Narcissa frowned. "Is...there something you can do to help?" She half frowned. "They are working on sending Jessica out. He isn't one to take medicine and might only for her. Your son-in-law should be out of surgery in a few more hours." Narcissa frowned. "He can't stay like that for that long...please, let the children come back, at least the twins? If it isn't enough, I'll send them back." She hesitated, but agreed.
It was a good idea, but one that didn't help. An hour went by and Narcissa had to remove the three year old girls form the part of the hospital they weren't old enough to be in.
Hermione and Ron both go word, and Ron stood out. In his quidditch uniform, but the muggles wouldn't know. With him, Lucius and Narcissa they moved the man to a end chair and forced him to sit. Hermione looked around, and pulled out her wand. "You cant-" She raised an eyebrow. "You do realize he is a witch. He doesnt practice it, hasn't for a long time. All SIX of his children are magical. The odds of that by two muggle parents are nearly impossible." Lucius shook his head. "He would have said something before now." She frown. "Jessica is the only one he told, and it's very very faint, were he hasn't used it in a long time. Since he was young." Narcissa toward to face the man. "Since the death of his parents. He was just a boy." Hermione nodded. "Hardly ten, maybe Tweleve. He can handle a spell. This isn't the answer." They all agreed.

Jack held his head, little out a small cry but blinked a lot and slowly looked up. "How...did you know?" He looked at Hermione, who tucked her wand back in her jacket. "Six magical kids, tells me one of you had to be. It wasn't Jessica. That left you." Jack raised an eyebrow. "Frank's mine?" Hermione nodded. "He wanted to know, not sure why. They are all yours." She replied.
More hours went by, before an exhaust looking Jessica pushed opened the double doors. All eyes went on her, non of them asleep. "Harry's stable. Yes, Narcissa Lily should do her magic...but I understand organs aren't so easy for her." Narcissa nodded. "Some of it can be repaired and we haven't had her try in a long time." Jessica nodded.
Narcissa Lily healing took a couple more long hours, before she feel asleep beside him in the hospital bed. It wasn't prefect but a short couple of minutes later, Harry's felt a lot of head pain, but put his hand slowly up to his hand feeling the bandages. His eye, yes eye, as in his left eye, looked around the hospital room. Jessica noticed the right not moving. "Who...was the dumbshit...that shot me?" Jessica smiled however. Harry was himself. "I haven't been back to the office yet, we wanted to be sure you'd be okay."  Harry found were Jack was. "Find the dumbshit." Jack nodded, and exited the hospital room. Jessica, to much of Harry's annoyance, started her many many tests. After all, Harry was shot in the head. His eye, right, wasn't moving anymore. She had to know what all was wrong, if anything else was.