Raising Narcissa Lily Malfoy

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Tiffany woke up a few hours later, with Kenny still being her pillow, though, he had went to sleep. Tiffany was feeling a little better and slowly sat herself up and pulled the finger monitor off that quickly sent a nurse into the room. Tiffany put it back on. "...were...my daddy?" She asked. "He went to get washed up, he'll be back shortly." She said, easing Tiffany to lay on her back. "Get...daddy." She whispered. "Alright, I'll find your daddy. Just rest, Tiffany." She said.

"Hi, baby." Draco said, giving her head a kiss. "When ... Did Kenny come?" She asked as Draco tucked the blanket around her. "Just a little while after Tiffany admitted you. He fussed until Sarah brought him. Then he climbed into your bed and snuggled with you." Draco said. "His my best friend." She said. "I know, and I'm very happy you two have one another, Tiffany. I really am." Draco said and Tiffany looked over at Kenny, before she pulled off her breathing mask. "He's...having bad dreams, again." She said and sat back up. "Has he told Sarah?" Draco asked. "No...he doesn't want her to remember...she's happy now...and better...but his not." Tiffany said and got eased back to lay down, again. "I'll talk to grandma, okay?" Draco said. "My brother still starting there right? Are you guys mad at him or something?" She asked. "Of course not. Your brother is still in recovery thought, his body and mind."  Draco said. "I thought ... You might not want is friend coming over." Tiffany said and Draco raised an eyebrow. "I wasn't Aware anybody was coming over. He didn't say anything." Draco said. "Where's my backpack?" Tiffany asked and Draco grabbed her bag as Tiffany sat back up in the hospital bed.
"That phone takes pictures, not the best, but does take them." She said pulling out the flip phone that only had 30 minutes of talk on it a month, for emergencies only. She did, however, took a few pictures of herself and of her best friend, Kenny, before she found the picture of the boy about her big brothers age, climbing down the tree close to the window her brother has been using. "He comes and goes like almost every night.....He is afraid?" Tiffany asked. "I'm not sure. Why don't you rest, and I'll go talk to your brother okay?" Draco asked and after a pause, she nodded.

Draco knocked on the bedroom door her brother was using. Her brother, was actually her biological father the one who agreed with her biological mother to have a child, before her birth mother died of the very same condition Tiffany had. He also had the same condition, but it took a lot longer for his condition to show. He know had the same bracelet Tiffany had, and Tiffany wanted him close by, as a big brother. Their relationship was much better as sister and brother, then daughter And father.
Draco knocked again, but heard noises. He opened the door and raised an eyebrow. "There was a reason the knock wasn't answered." He whispered, but the blanket was held to both their chests. Draco just walked over and grabbed his wrist, looking down at his heart rate numbers. "I'm assuming you know to keep an eye on your numbers and does your Doctor know about this?" Draco asked. "Yes and yes. He doesn't agree with it, but as long as problems don't happen, he agreed to approve it." He whispered pulling back his arm. "Tiffany noticed you climbing the window, you can use the door you know?" Draco said. "His autistic, doesn't like questions and yes, he knows Sarah. Doesn't want to talk to her." He said and Draco raised an eyebrow. "Why, is that?" Draco asked and after a pause. "She's...my....sister." he whispered. "Their mother was autistic...and they're twins." Tyler said. "She never mentioned it." Draco said and after a pause and Tyler looked at him for a moment and he just nodded. Tyler grabbed his jeans and slipped them on under the blanket before he climbed out of the bed and over to the desk. He opened it and pulled out a folder and headed it to Draco. "It's all his paperwork and stuff." Tyler said and Draco opened the folder, looking over it for a couple minutes. "I think you should talk to Sarah, Samuel, but it isn't a must. You don't have to keep using the window." Draco said, before easing the folder down. "Be careful, Tyler. I will intervene if you ended up hurting yourself." Draco said and he nodded.

"Sara, I can ask you something?" Lucius asked, after Harry told him what Draco told him about Samuel. Sara was sitting at the table, reading one of her books picking at the watch George had one. "About what, daddy?" Sarah asked and Lucius sat down on the other side of them. Fred, who was George's one year old son, looked at him all wide eyed, standing at in the playpen. Lucius ruffled his hair, before he turned back to his new found daughter of three years. "Samuel." He said softly. "He...was gone a lot time ago." Sarah said. "Because your father only wanted you, but once you get away, did you think about looking for him?" Lucius asked. "Didn't know how." She said. "Who is Samuel?" George asked, picking Fred out of the playpen and putting him on his feet. The little one year old boy made his way over to Lucius. He smiled and pulled the baby on his lap. "Her brother, who also has autism." Lucius said and Sarah looked at Lucius. "...how...do you know about Sammy?" She asked. "Because your brother has been seeing Tyler. We don't want him to have to keep using the tree to get in the house." Lucius said. "His upstairs?" Sarah asked and Lucius nodded. "He is, why not go talk to him?"" Lucius smiled lightly.