Regression

Chapter Two

Narcissa just eased down to her knees, getting looked at by the tearful boy. "Don't...leave mommy." His voice was very broken and she planted a kiss on his forehead. "I need you to trust me, dragon. I need you to stay with them, behave yourself and think about all the things I told you. Think real hard a little at a time, and you'll start remembering things from before." Her own voice was broken up. She didn't want to leave her son, but it was the only way she was sure Lucius couldn't find him, or anybody else. "I don't know them." He frowned. "You will. Just trust me, I promise." She whispered, getting back to his feet. "You...understand we will have to talk to Molly and-" She gave a nod. "Just...Keep him with you three. It's the only way." She replied and after a long look between the three of them, Hermione nodded.

Hermione sat up on the desk, Harry was back sitting at the computer table and Ron stood behind Harry, all three of them keeping low voices and kept an eye on the boy who now sat reading a book, a middle school aged book he slowly picked up. "What the hell are we suppose to do with him?" Harry said. "Maybe mum will keep him..." Ron said and Hermione shook her head. "Even if she could... she's too close and she clearly doesn't want him to be found." Hermione replied. "She could, however, help up get exactly what he needs. We have an extra bedroom." She quickly added and the two boys let out a sigh. "I wasn't planning on spending my free time babysitting, let alone him." Harry complained. "You seen her! You can't tell me, you don't want to help them. She could be killed!" Hermione was almost furious with her best friend. Draco Malfoy, the school age boy that was to much like his father, was somebody she would likely NEVER help. However, Draco. The little toddler who was pretty much brought to them by his bleeding mother begging for help, was just a little boy. In much need of somebody to care for him. Harry threw his hands up in defeat and Ron let out a sigh. "I'll call my mum. I'm sure she'll be excited to have a little kid around...even if it Malfoy." Ron said.

"I'm...not finished." Draco frowned, holding the book in his arms. "You can bring your book, are you sure you understand it though? How old are you?" Harry asked. Draco nodded at his question of understanding the book and then held up four fingers. "Daddy said....if we are still there I'll go to primary school!" Draco sounded almost excited and Harry raised an eyebrow. "Your father said that?" Draco frown. "Father...and daddy are different...different people." He said kind of quietly. "Who's daddy then?" Hermione asked and Draco frowned. He couldn't remember. He really couldn't remember anything. His head was very foggy. "I...don't know." He sounded almost upset. "Come on, then." Harry said and after a moment, Draco locked his little hand into Harry's hand. Harry let out a sigh, but followed his two best friends outside of the library to were Ron locked the door.

"My goodness! Look at you!" Was the first thing Molly said. She could be concerned in just a moment. The little boy held the book close to him, but grinned at her excitement with him. "Hi." He waved a bit shyly. She lend down and he watched her movements. "Do you remember anything?" Draco shook his head. "Not much...Really foggy." She frown, but only for a moment. "Why don't you go finish your book? I need to talk to them, okay?" Draco frowned, but opened his book. "Are...you going...going to help My mommy hide? So we can stay with daddy?" She, like them, was very confused on who daddy was to Draco, but she only smiled. "We are going to help your mommy. It might take a little time, but I promise, we are going to help you and your mommy." Molly answered and after a moment. "And daddy and sissy?" Molly nodded, even if she didn't know who either one of them was.

"Now what happened?" Molly frowned walking into the kitchen of the golden trio house. Draco was out of ear shot, on the living room, on the couch. "You know just about as much as we do, mum." Ron said and Hermione frowned. "She was hurt...and disappeared. I can't track her either. I already tried." Hermione admitted. "What...did she say then?" Molly asked and Harry lend back in his chair. "Something about this was an age Draco didn't use or know about magic. Without it, Lucius can't track him." Molly let out a sigh. "I don't even know how right off the top of my head, he would be able to track Draco without a wand...However, I don't have the knowledge they have with dark magic." It was quiet, for a long time. "So what, we take care of a toddler who has hardly no memory?" Harry asked and she nodded. "Yes, for now. I have some old clothes, but I suppose you should take him to one of those muggle kid stores for toys or such. If magic is the trigger, let's keep it far away form him as we can. Lucius, would be the death of them...if not worst." Harry shook his head. "This is his wife and child. Is he really that fucked in the head to do such a thing?" Harry didn't want to believe it. Draco always seemed like a daddy's boy. "There's rumors about Narcissa. Starting back before even Draco was born." She admitted. "What...rumors?" Harry asked. "If I hard correctly, she has a muggle life. A muggle. Muggle children. I think one was older then Draco, slightly, but older. I'm not even sure how Lucius Malfoy got ahold of her to began with." She frown.