Regression

Chapter Three

"The way Draco seen muggles, you really think she'd go along with that if she had a muggle man, or half blood children?" Harry said, in much disbelief. "You know as well as I do, the possibility of his mind being changed." Molly said and Hermione let our a sigh. "If it was the only way she thought Draco would be safe, she easily would have kept him thinking that...something must have changed, unfortunately." Hermione frowned and looked over at Draco who caught their attention by pushing a chair over to the sink. "Draco...what are you doing?" Harry asked as Draco climbed into the chair and opened the cabinet beside the sink and frowned. "No cups? Daddy kept the cups so me and sissy could get water right here." Draco frowned and Harry got up form his sit and found Draco a smaller cup. "Did your...mommy and daddy not get your water?" Hermione thought to ask and Draco was quiet, thinking for a couple minutes as he got his water and dropped to sit in the chair he pushed over. "Daddy had shakes...He was hard to wake at night. We...never like to wake mommy....so they left a chair close by so we could use it...as long as we was really careful and hurried back to bed. We have bunk beds!" Hermione smiled a little bit. "I take it you like the bunk beds?" Draco was quick to nod. "How much older is your sister?" Molly asked. "Just a year. We are both born in June. I think a little less because I'm the started and she's the end." Draco said taking a big drink of water. "Was, it just you and sister?" Hermione asked, but Draco frowned after a long moment. "Head hurts."

Draco whined when Hermione and then Molly tried to lay him down. He wouldn't change out of the clothes he was in, so they choose to leave him in such clothes. Well, getting him to lay in the bed wasn't going very well either. He kept fussing for his mum and wiggled himself out of the bed and out of the bedroom.
Hermione let out a sigh when Draco came around the corner, and grabbed onto Harry's pants leg. Harry let out an uncomfortable noise. "Malfoy, let my leg go." Harry fussed but heard the light giggle for Hermione. "He seems to like you." She joked. "He doesn't, and you damn well know how bloody pissed he is going to be at all of us for this." Harry pointed out and Hermione let out a sigh. "You never know. He should remember everything that happens and he has grown attached to you." Hermione pointed out and with a very unpleasant sigh. "Come on, then." Harry said to the little boy.
Harry pulled the blankets up over him, but Draco kept this frown on his face. "I want mommy!" Harry let out a sigh. "I know you do. We are working on that, I promise. However, you have to go to sleep now." Harry said, and reach over to turn the lamp off. "I'm...suppose to be bigger..." Draco frown. "Father...come there...I remember that." His voice was quiet. "Do you remember anything else?" For a moment, Draco's voice almost sounded like a teenager. "Allen was hit hard in the head. That's not good. He'll have a seizure." The look Draco gave Harry. A confused person was trapped inside the body of his four year old self. Harry raised an eyebrow. "Malfoy?" Draco brought a hand to his own head. He was getting a major headache. "She...mixed a couple spells..." Draco's nose dripped a little blood. "Stop. I promise we will help your mom...and your family. You need to stop fighting it though. Your hurting yourself." Harry frowned lightly. However, the teenager trapped inside his four year old self didn't want to let to yet. Harry quickly tilted his head back and pinched his nose to stop the light bleeding. "Please...Don't let him hurt her...or my sisters and brother." Malfoy's voice was turning back into that of a small child. "I promise we will do our best. Your mother didn't make it easy to help her, however." Harry sigh, but was able to fully lay Draco down in the bed. A very sleepy toddler laid before him now, who looked up at Harry with very sleepy eyes. "'orty?" He mumbled already half asleep. Harry picked up a book and didn't even make it through the first page, before little Draco was asleep. He would keep what happened to himself, and for the next week, the golden trio took care of the toddler boy.

Draco held tightly onto Harry's hand as they walked to the park. It was the first day all week, Hermione's morning sickness wasn't to awful. She felt comfortable enough to go out with them. So they walked to the park. It was close by to the house, and Draco after about the fourth day, felt comfortable enough to start asking Hermione to take him places. They found it odd. He rather Harry, but when it come to asking or talking. He really only felt comfortable around Hermione or Molly. They assumed fear was still present, even if his memories were all jumbled with pieces coming back here and there.
Teenage Draco, never came back out. Harry, every now and then, could see the eyes flash, but were gone before Harry could even open his mouth.

Draco stopped walking and smiled at an office that was at the gate of the park. "Hi, Hank!" The officer let a confused look show, but only for a moment before he lend down to Draco. "Hey little man. I see you know me, but I don't recall you. However, I have meet a lot of little kids." Harry raised an eyebrow. "Draco, is daddy a officer?" Draco looked up at Draco and nodded but shook his head. "Because of his shakes, he works mostly at the desks." Draco frowned.