Recovery

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"So he has always been a pain." Lucius said. "Have you seen how Sirius acts? It rubbed off on somebody who was already half prone to it. My understanding is James was also." Draco replied, pulling Danny out of the high chair was finished his baby food and was being a big giggle box. "Somebody is all full and happy!" Draco smiled, easing the boy to sit on his lap. The front door unlocked and in walked a younger adult man, That looked a lot like a younger Remus, other then the dyed blue very short hair. His shoes were in his hand, and a bag he held on his shoulder with the other hand. Narcissa was coming down the stairs. "Why didn't you call? We would have picked you up." Narcissa half whined and he smiled lightly. "I didn't mind the walk. They said it was cool if I crashed here? Dad is feeling real ill." Narcissa nodded. "Yes, that's fine. Join the table, breakfast is ready it seems." Narcissa said and did call for Harry and after their long hug, they started speaking, fast and in french. Narcissa could only keep up with a few keys words here and there, as it had been years since she spoke the launage and they were speaking to fast for Draco to keep up with.

Thomas was uncomfortable with the looks the man was giving him, for reasons he didn't want to talk or be found out. "Bathroom?" Thomas asked, looking at Mary who looked at Draco. "There's a half bathroom off the kitchen." Draco replied and Thomas quickly get up. "Have the kids find something to do...I need to show you something..." Teddy said kind of quietly to Harry and Harry nodded.

"No I didn't watch it. You know how some of those men like stuff like this." Teddy said, handing Harry his phone. It was a screen shot of a teenage boy, in some jeans, with a bigger teenage boy holding his shoulders and another just walking into the frame. He just zoomed in on the boy's face. Harry looked up at Teddy. "Can you get this video?" After a moment. "Not sent to my phone." Teddy replied. "Do you have a phone you don't use?" Harry turned to Lucius, who pointed to a desk draw. "It's a broken phone, one of Draco's old ones." He replied and took teddy to an empty bedroom who put his bag on the bed and Harry walked over to the computer in the room.

He was thrown down into the room, in his jeans, only his jeans. The teenager that looked about the same age just lend down, the pocket knife held close to his side and the one looked up at the third teenager that walked into the frame. "You sure he's the brother?" Asked the boy holding the pocket knife. "Positive. They look a lot alike. He might have a disagreement with his brother, but a big brother will do whatever it takes to protect his younger sibling, siblings." Spoke the other, pulling Thomas roughly to his feet, holding him in the position the picture was shown. "This can go a lot easier. I really don't want to have to hurt you." Said the boy holding the pocket knife. "You won't touch me for your sick little videos!" He spat and gave the one before him a kick.
Fast forwarded, Thomas was held on his knees with a busted face, a cut on his chest and two very pissed off looking teenagers. "24 south Charlotte road." The boy said that held Thomas down and Thomas just looked up. "Leave...him alone." Thomas half whispered. "You going to behave yourself? He'd make a better fuck anyway." Thomas shook his head. "He...just fourteen...leave him alone." Thomas said getting pushed into his back. "Told you. They might not be speaking, but he does still care." Said the third.

Harry turned the video off when the jeans got pulled that. "That was the foster home address, Before. How old is this?" Harry said a bit pissed off. "I don't know. They just sent me the picture wanting to know if I was into that kind of thing. You realize it's people like them is the reason people like Thomas hate gays right?" Harry gave his brother by law a nod.

Thomas laid on his back in a bed in one of the empty room on the first floor when Harry and Teddy both walked. Well, Teddy walked in, Harry was eased down in the desk by the door. "I'll be gone in the morning. It's too late, I can't drive." Was all he said and Harry just shook his head. "I think you need to just stay put. I'm sure you can bite your tongue." Thomas eased up on his elbows. "You didn't seem like the kind of people to watch those kind of things." He said kind of quiet. "We don't. How did you end up in their cross hairs?" Harry asked and Thomas eased to sit on the bed. "I bite my tongue, I stay?" He asked and Harry gave a nod. "Zachary isn't to know either." He whispered and after a moment of hestation, Harry agreed. "They actually had their eyes on Zachary...It was a school mate of his who realized Zachary hadn't been with somebody...if they was going to go that way, the needed somebody a little older, but looked enough like him to pass off as him. If you look at the caption, the details aren't of mine." Thomas whispered. "We don't have the original video nor do we even have it anymore. Did you see-" Harry asked. "For what he thought was a fight. I'm not gay and wasn't about to have somebody look their, and I won't. Nothing's wrong." He dropped back down on the bed. "I'll see what I can get done, Thomas. Just keep it civil with your tone." Harry said.