Recovery

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Harry let out a sigh. "I'll go if you want me to, Draco. I know why you don't like going there on such crazy nights." Harry said. Draco shook his head and placed a light kiss on his lips. "No. I don't want to trigger you. I know Sirius doesn't want you there. I'll be okay. That does, however, put you in charge of dinner. It's my night." Draco pointed out. "I'll handle dinner. Are you sure?" Harry asked. "I'm sure. Means? I'm going to go rest." Draco said, getting another light kiss. "I love you." Harry said, a bit softly. "I love you too, Harry."

The secondary group of children, Zachary, Mary and Christopher were surprised to see Harry in the living room when they got there. They were under the impression he would be working for Sirius during the day until he returned back to the docks or around the base for his new title. "Your finger foods are on the table." Harry said, getting a light hug form Mary once he got to his feet. She smiled. "I'm happy to see you, but where's Draco?" Mary asked. "He's working tonight. Sirius needs help at the bar and it isn't something I can do when the band plays." Harry admitted. "So, who's making dinner?" Mary asked. "I'll be taking care of dinner. Don't worry." Harry said. "Alright." Mary said, before the three of them had their after school snacks and went upstairs to do homework. An elevator had been installed in their home, Christopher no longer had trouble being able to go up the stairs.

The primary school aged children came home a little after four, with Narcissa. She smiled at Harry as Micheal ran over and gave Harry a hug and Cc put her backpack with the line of school bags. "How was school, buddy?" Harry asked. "It's always good! Grandma makes a much better teacher then what we have had." Michael said. "I'm glad. A lot of parents like her to! Cc, What about you? Preschool?" Harry asked. "I like school! School is over though now." She pointed out and Harry chuckled. "Have your snacks, kids. Then work on your homework." Harry said.

Harry stood in the kitchen, about six that evening. His hand on the open Freezer. It had been a while since he made dinner, let alone for a LOT full. "Want some help?" Mary asked. "I can handle dinner." Harry said, but she smiled. "Pa. Really it's fine. Dad or grandma makes dinner." Mary said, pulling out some chicken and some frozen veggies. "Alright. Alright. Yes, I'll take the help." Harry smiled lightly, taking the help form his fifteen year old daughter. Together, they had dinner made. Some chicken tenders, Peas, corn, mash potatoes and some apple sauce on the side. Harry just didn't feel like the little ones would really like the dinner, so he wanted to be sure they are something.
Mary helped Harry put the five young children in the high chair. Rose's chair pushed between the twins, who both wanted the attention of Rose. She giggled out, talking to the twins. Mary sat their plates down and Harry sat the plates down of the rest, before they join the long table for dinner. "How long are we keeping Rosie?" Narcissa asked. "It depends on their flight back. Monday at the latest." Harry said, and she smiled. "I don't mind, not at all. She is such a bubble girl!" Narcissa smiled. "Rose is a very good girl. The van should be here tomorrow, so it won't be problem." Harry said. "Lucius should be back later with the seven passenger, as well." Narcissa said. "Sounds good." Harry said.

Harry was woken up when Draco enter the bedroom that early Saturday morning. Harry yawned, looking at the alarm clock. It was almost four in the morning. "I didn't mean to wake you." Draco said on his walk to the bathroom.
Draco was in the shower by the time Harry dug out Draco's sleep wear and opened back up the bathroom door. "It's okay. How did it go?" Harry asked. "It went okay, I'm exhausted." Draco fussed. "I've got you some jammies. I'll be waiting." Harry said.
Draco wiggled into bed a few minutes later. Harry locked his arm around Draco as he laid his head on Harry's chest. "Only a couple of drunks got grabby, so it wasn't THAT bad." Draco yawned, getting a kiss on his head. "Did Sirius-" Harry started. "It was quickly handled. Don't worry." Draco smiled, locking his hand on Harry's shoulder. "I always sorry. I know Sirius is thankful for the help." Harry sad. "He's welcome. Goodnight, Harry." Draco yawn and Harry chuckled. "Goodnight, Love."

Harry left Draco sleeping in the bed a few hours later, to help Narcissa wrangle the children on this Saturday morning.
The tots ran around the living room still in their jammies with Johnny trying to keep up with them. Harry smiled, turning into the kitchen. Narcissa stood making pancakes. "Am I waking the older kids?" Harry asked. "No, no. Plenty is made, but they all wake up different times on the weekends." Narcissa said. "You can relax, Harry. I'm sure your time working will come soon enough. We'll let you know if we need something, alright?" Narcissa said. "How right is that?" Harry asked. "Harry, really. It's fine!" Narcissa said.

Harry sat down on the couch, watching the tots run around. Harry then lend down and picked Dean up. He sat the one year old on his leg. Dean grind and Harry ruffled his hair. "Maybe your mommy has a reason to worry." Harry said, getting looked at all wide eyed. "He's in physical therapy." Narcissa said, lending over and giving her boy a kiss on the cheek. "I'm not sure if I would have went that far." Harry said. "He is behind on his physical skills, but his pediatrician isn't too worried, so I can't let myself either." Narcissa said.