Regression

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Draco was up reading a book, one that Harry recognized as one Hermione often read during the summer at the library. "Draco?" Harry asked, half yawning. "I'm...feeling better, sorry." Draco whispered, much like his old 19 year old self. Harry smiled lightly and walked over to the chair Draco was sitting in, and eased to sit on the arm of it. "It's okay, Draco. Allen is sure it will happen again, for whatever reason, I don't mind. As long as you're okay with being my boyfriend." Harry said. Draco's eyes widen, just a little, and he put the bookmark in the book. "I...know I wanted you close...and I told you I did like you...but I didn't really expect you to like me back..." Draco said, getting a very light, quick, kiss. "I do, I did...Just, it wasn't possible then. I'll help you during your times, but you are going to have to actually talk to Hermione and Ron. She's pregnant and it's my god child." Harry said. "Okay...but I'm not at all sure...what to say, Harry. I don't expect people to understand the different side of me, because of my behavior. I don't expect people to understand that behavior either...or believe me." Draco said "Draco, we do believe you." Harry said. "Okay."

"I'm fine." Draco heard Allen say when him and Harry headed down the stairs. Zoe, Allen's mother, who was also a doctor, had come over to check on Allen and the rest. At least that's what she said. "Nobody wants you here, Zoe." Draco said, walking over. His arms crossed. "Back to your self I see." Zoe said. "Enough. Go. Away." Draco said, as she put her bag over her shoulder. "Danni had her baby, didn't she?" Zoe asked. "Who also doesn't want to see you." Draco was quick to answer. "I'll call you if we need something." Allen said, before he slowly shut the door. "I'm glad your feeling better, but I still think you should keep seeing River." Allen said. "Do I even have a choice?" Draco whispered. Allen had been giving custody over Draco here in this world, because of how unstable Draco's mind is. "Not really, son. She has aided in helping you often, and I know you don't like dealing with Zoe." Allen said. "You don't even like dealing with her." Draco pointed out. "This is true. Your mother is still asleep, let her sleep. Do you have any idea...about what happened about 21 weeks ago?" Allen asked and Draco shrugged his shoulders. "Even if I did, You know as well as I do she wouldn't let me tell you." Draco said. "But no, I don't. We wasn't exactly together, dad. I can try and get a reading, but your better off just taking her to that doctor of hers here." Draco said. "I haven't been able to call her yet. I don't know enough details." Allen said. "Then talk to mum." Draco said and after a moment, he nodded.

Draco really wasn't looking forward into his conversations with Hermione and Ron, but it had to be done. So he agreed. It was mostly just Draco answering their questions. Hermione stoping Ron form being so harsh, because Hermione did understand what had happened during the years. Ron still kept a little suspicious, but Hermione, Draco and even Harry understood why he was. Nor did they blame him, but Hermione nor Harry would let Ron get to harsh in talking to Draco. So, after nearly two hours, it stoped. They kept their thoughts to their selves when Harry informed them of the new found relationship. Hermione just wanted Harry to be happy and Ron wasn't going to loose his friendship over somebody like Malfoy, so he would deal with it.

Phoenix, Draco's six year old brother, sat down on the couch beside Draco. "They won't tell me stuff." Phoenix said, getting his hair ruffled by Draco. "Because you don't need to know everything going on. You aren't old enough." Draco said and Phoenix rolled his eyes. "I'm old enough to understand what happened, Draco. Holly is a lot bigger, yes, but I'm not stupid." Phoenix said. "I don't recall calling you stupid. You'll get popped if you keep that tone going." Draco said, but he crossed his arms. "It isn't fair though." He fussed. "You're six. You'll just have to deal with it." Draco said before Phoenix got off the couch and stormed off.

"There is, what, eight years difference in Holly and Phoenix?" Hermione asked. "Yeah." Draco said, easing back in the couch. "How come?" She asked and Draco let out a sigh. "Because ... We spent... Two years at the Manor....and I actually need to go back there...There's somebody there." Draco whispered and after a pause. "Your mother had another kid, I'm assuming Lucius's?" Hermione asked and after a moment, Draco nodded. "She's ten...and needs to be brought here." Draco said. "If Allen never knew about her, what is your mother going to think if you just bring her back?" Hermione asked. "I'll worry about that later. I doubt they even knew about her, so I'll be back." Draco said. "You aren't going alone." Harry said. "I have to agree." Hermione said. "Fine, let's go."

Finding the Ten year old girl was easier said then done. She spent most of her life hiding, keeping away form the rath of her father. She then kept running form the wizards that kept trying to get here, the ones that had been told about her. They withdrew the memories of the child and was going to return her to Narcissa, but she would never let them get close enough to her. Draco finally called out her name, Star, before she stopped running away form them. Draco let out a little noise when the Ten year old girl ran into him. He just eased a hand on her back. "I'm taking you home." Draco said.