Not so Normal Life in a Normal World

Chapter Five

Hermione grabbed the paperwork form the doctor and held it close to her. "Other then his leg...and the obvious road burns, is he okay?" She frowned. "The main injury was to his leg, yes. Everything else is simply minor. I understand Harry is working in a bakery?" He asked and Hermione nodded, smiling. "He very much enjoyed baking, I'm sure a conversation to his boss and he can do most of it sitting, or with aid." Hermione said. "Very well. I'll provide a note for the next two days, so he can rest. I'm certain he'll recovery fine. The nurse will bring some crutches and you can take him home." He said and she nodded. "Thank you, very much." She said.

"Even if he said we was 'welcomed' there, I don't think he meant I could but moved in on their couch because your afraid to leave me alone." Harry half bitched out, from the back seat of Hermione's car her father bought for her after her and Ron went to find them after the war and repaired their memories. "Harry, I know you don't want to understand...or you won't see it, but please." Hermione said softly. "You have other things to worry about then my fucked up life. You have your own life to builded! Not put your on pause because of some dumbass-" Harry ranted out. "Harry!! Please do not say such things!" Hermione frowned, starting to get very upset. Draco turned back to the man in the back seat. "Perhaps you shouldn't speak if you are simply going to be hurtful." Draco said, even if he was out of place. Harry? Shot a 'got to hell look' at the blond man in the passenger sit of his best friend's car. Harry relaxed into the seat, but did keep quiet.

It was after noon by the time Hermione pulled her car beside the small, but new, car of Narcissa's a new 2000 Saturn green car, that was two doored.
Draco hurried out the car, as Hermione opened Harry's door. "I know this isn't idea, but...Harry, please. You are important to me, I don't want to loose you." She said softly. "Staying in a house with an ex-death eater, his forced to be death eater and Mrs. Malfoy, doesn't quiet seemed the way to go." Harry replied, but grabbed the crutches she held out for him. "Mr. And Mrs. Malfoy, aren't allowed wands, and Draco's is tracked. They...have a newborn daughter." Hermione said, unsure of how Harry would handle that statement. She seen the glimpse of heartache, but give his friend a light smiled. "Did you meet her?" Harry asked and she shook her head. "It was late...and I wasn't sure if I should ask. I think, by the words Lucius spoke, it should be fine. He...loves his wife, and the past can't be changed, but the man wishes the best for his son. That's clear. Please, Harry? I think...being away from the apartment, will aid, I really do." She said softly and Harry let out a long sigh. "Very well." He replied, before the door opened. Lucius stood a little uncomfortable, but was dressed to be outside, shoes and a muggle outfit of some awful, to the man, kiki shorts and a light blue shirt to go with it. The shoes were some sandals his wife picked out for him that clipped in the back to hold to his feet. An unusual burn pattern was clear as day on the man's right leg. "...I was told you might to aid getting inside, Mr. Potter." He said, speaking a little louder as he was a great deal form them. Hermione looked down at Harry. "I'm late for work, Harry. I was suppose to be there at ten..." She said to him as she grabbed the small bag form the drug store. It held his pain killers and creams to aid in the road burns.

Harry wouldn't use magic, Hermione knew not to ask. Draco was informed to not use it around Harry, that in time, she would explain at a more reasonable time. Harry nodded to his best friend, he would just have to trust her first instincts, that this would be something okay. Harry was getting a little uncomfortable, because of the pain killer he took once his prescription was ready at the drug store. Hermione looked back up at the man, who had man a slow walk to the driveway, with neither one replied to the statement. "Harry was given a pain killer, it's starting to take effects...and I'm already on my third hour of being late to work." Hermione said. "Nass...is better at understand those ... Kind of things, but I'm Certain it can be took care of. She ask you to join for dinner this evening, I'm not certain it's been long enough since the... Problem so to say happened." Lucius said. "Dinner sounds lovely, thank you." Hermione said, as the man was close enough to be handed the small bag and then Harry's backpack, one she gathered after a quick trip to the apartment complex on the way back to Draco's home. "Just you. I don't want trouble, another time, Mr. Weasley can join." He added. "That would be best...giving the current situation." Hermione said and the man slowly nodded.

Harry, who used the crutches to move because of his broken leg, followed the slowly walking man before him. "Narcissa and I will get the nursery at least half set up. The...pack in play object will be brought into our room, so you'll be able to rest at night." Lucius said. "I'm not about to uproot a newborn form her nursery." Harry said. "The...only other option is you speak with Draco and we get you set up with him." Lucius said after a moments thought. "I don't even sleep that much, Mr. Malfoy. I can just crash on the floor for that matter." Harry said, very much seriously.