A cub in Love.

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Harry woke up a couple hours later. "Hey." Draco said giving Harry a kiss on the cheek. Harry smiled lightly, easing to sit up. "Can you drive yet?" Harry asked and Draco shook his head. "Nobody...taught me, why?" Draco asked, afaird something was wrong. "Just wondering is all, come, I smell dinner." Harry smiled lightly and Draco took his hand. Harry walked slow, he wasn't feeling the best since he woke up, in fact, he felt awful. His shoulder, was hurting, badly. He tried to play it off. He thought the venom was over? By the time Harry made the last step, Harry hit is knees. "P-Pads!" Harry called for, before finishing his fall fully to the floor, and blacking out for much longer this time.

Harry's body felt cold and numb or hot and achy. He couldn't hear anything or feel anything else. The time was moving slowly for him, but the days, weeks and months went by. The birth of his twins happen, a very healthy boy and girl. Rose had her first birthday. Hermione got engaged to Mike, who never left after Harry's body shut down. The doctor for a long time, kept Harry's heart beating and lungs breathing, with never any hope Harry would wake back up. After months, nine of them to be exact, and a lot of counseling for not only Sirius, Draco and Remus, but for James and Lily as well. It wasn't any easier on them to agree, but the machines had been turned off. Harry, however, wasn't going to give up. His heart kept beating and he started to breath, badly, but still breath on his own. With a little aid to his breathing, Harry was still alive, but very much in a coma.
Sirius, after the eleventh month, had Harry brought home after the three of them, him, Remus and Draco, took the classes to take care of Harry properly and Mike and Hermione were attending the classes so they could also he left with Harry to help lessen the work on the others.
Draco, would have fallen apart if it wasn't for the twins. He felt this big part of him gone, but because of their babies, he had to keep going...a broken boy he still was, and didn't really talk to anybody.
A year. A year had past since Harry's coma. The twins were nearly four months old and rose ran around the living room. She was a year and half and very full of life, unaware of why everybody was so upset today. She just wiggled herself onto their laps and hugged them all. Her and the twins did keep a little happiness going, at least for most of them, Remus had never forgive himself. Sirius struggled to keep Remus stable, or at least take care of himself, neither were easy to do.

Harry was started to hear noises and voices. He couldn't tell who was saying what, but he wasn't alone anymore. He was never alone, but that he was.
Harry soon started to feel touch, just lightly. His hand being held, a kiss to his for head, the water, like somebody was giving him a sponge bath. He felt something uncomfortable in his nose, that he so wanted to pull out, but he couldn't move, not yet anyway.
Harry wasn't sure how long it took, before he slowly managed to open his eyes. The sunlight shine in the room showing Harry he was in his bedroom, but he didn't feel good. He still really couldn't move or say anything. It took him forever to slowly managed to turned his head to look around his room. Confused. Not only was a lot of medical stuff laid around, a crib with the sleeping twins were inside. He was really started to worded how long he had been out of it. He slowly turned his eyes the other way. The machine showing his heart rate, his oxygen levels and a tube he never seen before. It was tiny, the feeding tube that was in his nose to keep him feed.
Harry tried to call out for somebody, but he really didn't have the strength to talk yet. He remembered the babies, they'd wake up soon and bring somebody to the room. So, that left him waiting, listening. The house was quiet at least around his room. Thankfully, it didn't take too long for one of the babies to start to fuss. The door opened and Draco went right over to the crib. "Shh, your okay." He said softly to the baby that he picked up. She had bright green eyes that locked on Harry's eyes. She give Draco a little baby slap. "Stop that, that's not going to get you a bottle any faster." Draco said, before she whined out again. Draco let out a sigh, but seen his baby girl was looking at something all wide eyed. Draco turned around. He almost dropped his baby. "Sirius!" Draco cried, putting the baby back in the crib and hurried over to the bed.

Harry still couldn't say anything, but when Draco's hand slipped into his, Harry's grip tighten, never wanting to let go. Draco cried, locking a hand in Harry's hair, and planted a kiss on his lips. Quickly and softly. "Sirius!" Draco called for again.
Without the alarms going off, Sirius just thought Draco was

Having a hard time, it happened a lot since Harry's coma, so he wasn't in much of a hurry, half asleep. Sirius yawn, rubbing the sleep out of his eye. It has been a long night for him. "Draco, what's all this commotion?" Sirius said, pushing opened the bedroom door. Draco didn't have to say anything, Sirius just walked over to the bed, lend down and kiss the top of Harry's head. "He hasn't said anything...but I lost my hand." Draco cried, but it was a happy cry. "I'll call the doctor and have Mike come get the babies. Stay with-" Sirius didn't get to finish. "I'm not leaving him. I know he's confused and so much more. I have to make it better." Draco cried. "Relax Draco, you can't let yourself get to worked up." Sirius said, but softly, before he pulled out his phone and made a couple quick phone calls.