Overcoming

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Siruis was waiting on Harry after his cold shower. Harry was thinking, about the things Lincoln had told him about things that helped his daughter, but it wasn't food itself, it's what people done to the food that made it difficult for Harry to eat. Harry wasn't even sure if cooking the food personally was going to help him, because at this point, he had a real dislike for most foods. Harry walked over to his closet and found his jacket, and seen Draco wasn't in their bed. Siruis had cleared the room of the other three. "Harry...you know I'm in a position. I don't know how to help you and I don't want it to get like before." Siruis said, watching Harry get on his bed, after grabbing a pair of socks. "I have somebody, I HAVE to talk to. I don't need somebody else. I just wanted to sleep with you guys, I didn't think it was going to be this big deal." Harry said, and Siruis joined him. "Harry, I don't mind you sleeping in our bed, but I know there is a reason. Was it really simply because you wanted your parents?" Siruis said. "Mostly...wasn't...feeling fully better, but as much as you don't like it, running does help!" Harry said. "I'll...take you running, if, you can keep up with eating." Siruis said, getting looked at for a long moment. "Okay. Lincoln...said I should start a garden this spring...says it might help." Harry said. "Remus would enjoy that, I know he would. Maybe Narcissa and your mum too." Siruis said, slowly getting back to his feet. "I know...I am not easy to handle sometimes as a father, Harry, but I don't want to lose my son." Siruis said. "I know...and I'm sorry." Harry said. "Nothing that happen is your fault, Harry." Siruis said, looking at Harry. "Yes it was." Harry said softly. "No, it wasn't. You were just a boy, Harry." Siruis said and after a pause, Harry nodded.

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The day turned into evening and the temperature was below freezing now and the snow was starting to fall. Remus started the fire place and everybody gathered in the living room because the temperature wasn't suppose to drop to freezing for another couple of weeks so the heaters were still in boxes, in their messy Attic. Narcissa and her husband, Parker, stood in the kitchen. Because Narcissa didn't have good use of her hand, like at all, and she was making enough tea for everyone, would need a hand on bring out the tray. "Have you...talked much to Lily?" He asked. "A bit...but she mostly keeps with Lincoln. Her boyfriend." Narcissa said softly, starting the pot of tea. "Lincoln is a good man. You don't have to work about him." He said, walking over to her. He placed a kiss on her cheek. "I...always worry." She whispered. "I know, but we have time to work on that." He said, and she gave a small nod.

Almost everybody had their cup of tea and gather around the fire place, nuzzled in blankets. "I promise to get the heaters out tomorrow." Siruis said. "I'll give you a hand after work." Parker said. "That would be helpful. There's enough blankets and air beds for tonight. I know it isn't ideal, but just for the night." Siruis said.
So, come ten everybody was laid down buddled up in the blankets, on the air beds. Most were asleep, but Harry rolled over and looked at Draco, who yawned, waking up at the moment of his partner in bed. "Hum?" Draco mumbled. "Wake...up, would you?" Harry asked. Draco yawned, but opened his eyes. He seen Harry was upset. "Harry...what's wrong?" Draco asked. "...Siruis will overreacted..." He whispered. "Are you wanting your parents, Harry?" Draco asked. "But I don't want my mum to feel some kind of way...she said she won't, but she could just be saying that...and I'm scared...I don't want her taking me away form them...she has the right to do so. Even more so if she married him and they together can take me away." Harry half cried, but kept himself quiet, he didn't want to wake anybody up. "Your mom can't even take care of herself, fully. She isn't going to be able to, by law, take care of you. She isn't going to take you away form them. She knows they are your parents and she wants you happy, Harry." Draco said, grabbing Harry's hand. "You...don't know that." Harry whispered. "Yes, I do." Draco said, taking Harry's hand and give it a kiss "Go lay down with your parents, Harry." Draco said.
Remus yawned when the movement started on the bed, little out a noise when Harry buried his head into his chest. Remus locked his arms around Harry. "Sweet boy, talk to me." Remus said softly.

Harry said he didn't want to talk around every body, so they got even more buddled up and hurried outside on the porch, sitting on the swing. Remus arm locked around his son. "Harry, what's going on?" Remus said softly. "I don't...want to leave." He whispered. "Harry, you aren't going anywhere. What makes you worry about that." Remus asked. "She's back..." Harry said. "She isn't going to take you away. Siruis and I adopted you and she isn't in the condition to take care of herself, let alone be approved to take care of you. Harry, I promise you aren't going anywhere. I love you so much." Remus said softly. "I love you too, but I'm scared." Harry said. "You aren't going anywhere, I promise son." Remus said. "How do you know? She could take me away." Harry frowned. "She isn't going to do that, son. Your head is just going wild because of other things. You went to the track?" Remus said. "Running does help. I know...I went crazy with it last time, but it does help." Harry pointed out. "He is worried about you not eating enough for how much you'll run." Remus said. "It's...pretty hard to tell Draco, no." Harry said. "Is that your way of telling me to have Draco help you eat?" Remus asked. "So I can run, yes." Harry said.
The front door open. "Hey...there's a warning for the temperature." Lincoln yawned, in his wheelchair. "We won't be out here much longer. I didn't mean to wake you. I forget your bed was that close to our." Remus said. "My phone went off, it wasn't you." Lincoln said. "You...okay?" Harry asked. "I am, but I want you to do something, Harry. The picture in the locket, needs to be replaced." He said. "There's plenty of pictures of mum around here, I'm sure you can find one you like better." Harry said, getting to his feet. Remus followed. "You and your mum, Harry." Lincoln said. "You don't need one of me in your locket." Harry said, walking back into the house. "Now...isn't the time for that.." Remus said. "It's the perfect time. He needs to know he's wanted, by somebody that wouldn't normally be his parent." Lincoln said. "Harry is scared right now. Things are changing and it's bothering him." Remus said. "I know, but he'll be alright. He's a good kid." Lincoln said.

Harry was taking off his coat, when his mother joined him in the small guest room downstairs. "Harry...I'm not taking you away form your parents." She said softly, watching him hang up his coat, and unzipped his light jacket. "You might not now, but you are my biological mother, and you could just-" Harry started to say. "Harry, I love you, very much, but there's a lot about me that is wrong. Not just what can be seen. I can't hardly take care of myself, I wouldn't be here if somebody wasn't over me and I'm a well grown woman, Harry. I can't, by law, take care of myself because of my health. You have your parents and I am very thankful for that. I wouldn't take you away. I want to get to know you, but I can't hold the tile of a parent." She said and after a pause, Harry sat down on the best. His light jacket on because the room was really cold. He patted the bed and she slowly walked over, joining him. "My thoughts are jumbled..." Harry said softly. "I know, but I promise, I'm not going anywhere..I'm not taking you anywhere." She said and he slowly nodded.
Lincoln soon pushed opened the bedroom door. His phone in his hand. "Why is it so important?" Harry said. "You won't believe it right now. Let me get my picture." Lincoln said and after a sigh, Harry slowly nodded. Getting a picture took of him with his mom, that Lincoln would get sized down for his locket.

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Finally, by one in the morning, the house went quiet.