Regression

Chapter twelve.

Narcissa rose to her feet just a couple minutes later, holding the now sleeping toddler. She stopped when she seen siruis, who was still hiding in the shadows of their library. "Let me lay her down, then-" Sirius shook his head. "There isn't a need, anymore. Understand my hesitation." Narcissa gave him a light nod. "I do." She whispered, worried about waking the sleeping girl in her arms. "Good night, Narcissa." He said, and walked away.

Little Sue's eyes popped open when she was laid on the bed. "No!" She cried and locked her arms as tightly as she could to Narcissa. Narcissa gave the girl a pat on her head. "Sue, you need to sleep." She spoke, but Sue just sobbed. "Stay with mommy." Narcissa let out a sigh, and slowly eased them both down in the bed.
Allen, who held Phoenix up on his shoulders, walked into the bedroom. Sue and Phoenix shared a bedroom. "We have to be really quiet." Allen said, hearing the yawn form the boy. He smiled and walked over to the bed, Phoenix then climbed up and over the bar to get into his bunk, the top. Allen tuck the boy into bed, before he lend down, looking at Narcissa and Sue. Sue was nuzzled close to her neck, holding tightly to her shirt, even if she was asleep. Narcissa had fallen asleep, exhausted form everything going on. Allen just pulled the blanket up over them, and planted a light kiss in his wife's forehead. "Goodnight, Phoenix." Allen whispered to the boy, before he turned off the lamp and exited the room of his youngest two.

When the first potion was finished, Draco didn't say a word really. He just pulled on Harry's shirt. He raised an eyebrow, but Draco just pointed to the stairs. "I think he wants you to go with him." Hermione said and after a moment Harry got to his feet. He followed Draco upstairs to the bedroom him and Danny shared. Danny was already asleep and Draco just stood there. "Draco, what's wrong?" Harry asked, taking a sit in the chair by a small desk in the corner of the room. Draco just turned to face Harry. "...You...seen a difference in me..." Harry nodded. "I did, and Allen gave Hermione your letters. We understand everything that happened, well, most of it." Harry said, and Draco locked his arms around his own body. "I'm...scared...If he finds us." Draco's voice was quiet, and about to cry. Harry got back to his feet and pulled Draco close, who just buried his head into Harry's chest and start to cry. Harry locked his arms tightly around Draco's body. "We won't let him touch you, I promise." Harry stated, and Stood there holding Draco. He cried for nearly ten minutes, before Draco pulled away.

Draco's eyes, other then being red, shown hurt, but safe. "Can you help me find my Legos?" Draco asked and Harry raised an eyebrow. "Sure...I guess keeping busy might help." He smiled lightly and they carefully looked through a few boxes in the closet so not to wake Danny.
He frown and hurried out the room, with Harry soon followed him. Draco pushed opened the master bedroom door. "Daddy, where's my Legos?" Allen quickly set up on his elbows, and Harry was standing at the door. "I...don't know what happened. I think he broke." Harry whispered and Allen let out a sigh. "I'll look in the basement for yours. Can you make due with one of Phoenix's until I find yours?" Allen asked but Draco shook his head. "They aren't the same." He whined. "Alright, alright. Let's go find them them." Allen said, and got to his feet.

"I really should have marked the boxes." Allen complain, starting to put the boxes back. "What happened to Draco?" Harry asked and Allen let out a sigh. "Regression. Draco's done it before. It's a way people can cope with what happened, but I didn't expect Draco to regress because he wasn't when they got back." Allen replied and Harry frowned. "What...do we do then?" Allen shook his head. "All we can do is wait it out. If it because to long, I'll call the therapist." Harry frown at the respond he was gave. "How far back does Narcissa think the abuse go?" Harry asked and Allen shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not sure. I know Zoe says some of the scars are from a little boy, toddler, maybe even hardly walking. She wasn't gone then, just...scared, I guess he was coming there. Then stopped...Then just took them both. More then once." Allen said, pissed off. "The potion will be ready tomorrow morning. If it's works, we can get started planing the following day." Harry said. "I don't see why I can't just shoot the fucker." Allen said, pissed off. "He'll make you a target is why. Narcissa won't handle loosing you, nor will your children, Allen." Harry said and Allen let out a sigh. "Just...make notes about Draco. I'll talk to Zoe and see what she thinks. I think we will just have to wait it out." Allen said and Harry nodded.

Harry eased to sit on the arm of the living room couch. Hermione by that side of the couch and Ron sitting beside Hermione. Draco was setting up his Legos on the coffee table. "Harry, what happened?" Hermione asked. "Allen says regression, his going to call his mother later and talk to her, but he sounded sure. The condition Narcissa was in, alone, was awful. We haven't a clue what happened to him." Harry said kind of quiet. "Do you think he can still finish the potion?" Hermione asked. "I can finish the potion. I still have a few to make." Draco quickly answered, sounding less like a teenager and more a child. "I'll check on it as soon as the tower is finished." He added, not looking at them or stoping in doing his tower.