Not so Normal Life in a Normal World

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It was three days, before Hermione knocked on the bedroom door of Harry's old room, back at their apartment. Harry opened the bedroom door, just a touch. "Took the stuff, leave me alone." Harry said, going to shut the door. She put her hand on the bedroom door, keeping it shut. "You have to talk to him, Harry." She said. "Leave, me alone." Harry said, and shut the bedroom door, locking it with his wand and throw himself back on his bed.

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Hermione Granger knocked on the door to Narcissa and Lucius muggle home about an hour later and knocked again, when it wasn't answered. Finally, Lucius Malfoy made he way to the door with his infant daughter on his hip and opened it. Violet was still in her Jammie and was a fussy little girl. "Miss Granger, now isn't the time." Lucius said. "You know as well as I do this isn't the answer for either one of them." Hermione said and after a sigh. "I do, but your talking about two very mental damage people who won't listen to anybody else. Right now? Isn't a good time, Miss Granger. You'll have to come back another day." Lucius said and after a pause, Hermione nodded.

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It would be two weeks before Hermione finally got to speak to Draco. It took hours of convincing, but Draco finally agreed to go with her, back to the apartment she shared with her boyfriend and Harry.
Harry was still out, but Hermione pushed opened the bedroom door. Everything in Harry's room had been broken at some point, held together again by tape, what didn't get thrown away. His room was pretty much just a mattress on the floor, a television screen cracked, a VHS player close by, a study table badly glued back together, his alike black clothes just thrown in the corner. Hermione helped Draco down on the mattress and found the television remote, at least what was left of it, and handed it to Draco. "We have cable... I'm sure something is on. He's at work, so he should be back in just a couple hours." She said. "Even...so, I don't...know what you want me to stay, Hermione. I can't make him want to continue our relationship and if he isn't ready to raise him, then I won't make him either. I really...don't think I should of came." Draco whispered. "You came, because you still-" she said. "Of course I do, but that doesn't mean anything...never in my life has what I wanted every matter. It's time I came to trems with that and hope I can raise my son, alone." Draco said. "That isn't what Harry wants to happens, Draco. He would have-" Hermione started. "I know the story with Ginny, but I guess that doesn't apply. He's made it clear he isn't ready for either." Draco said, before Ron stood at the open door, hands shoved in his pocket. "Because of what she done afterwards, Malfoy's. Harry lied...or more of less left out, what all happened towards the end of the relationship." He said.
"They found her?" Hermione asked, turning to face her partner. "They did... memories got pulled...she's being charged with use of the curse if that begins to give you an idea of what she does. Harry toyed with spells to keep himself hidden... because he didn't want what actually happened to him to get out, because of his stupid pride." He said. "It's not like it would really make a difference. You still hate him." Draco said and Ron let out a huff. "I don't hate him but I'm tried Malfoy. Tried of it all, and if they don't kill her, I really. I'm not going to lie, I'm NEVER going to like the idea of you two, but what the fuck she done? Is something I am never going to forgive. I do not want Harry to die and she needs him out this stupid room, without another damn whole in the wall." Ron said. "I don't know how much I can really do, when he was the only that told me he didn't want to be with me anymore." Draco said. "Simple, your staying, I'll talk to him before he gets back in here and just don't go." Ron said, before he left the bedroom.
"Try and get some rest, I...am starting to understand why Harry is the way he is. Please...Draco. the truth is starting to finally come out and our son needs your both." Hermione said and after a pause. "Nathaniel... His name is Nathaniel." Draco whispered softly. "Nathaniel...Potter, at least Hopefully." Draco half cried. "Harry will come around...and hopefully, with the truth out, fully, he can get better." Hermione said. "Those spells ... Aren't so easy to recover come..." Draco whispered. "Harry isn't alone, Draco. Please, stay." She said. "And when he tells me to leave?" Draco asked. "Stay." She said and after a pause he nodded.

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Harry opened the front door to the apartment and hug up his coat with the others, ignoring the extra coat on the rack, and throw his boots off in the bend. He grabbed his normal bottle of water form the refrigerator, but unlike the last few days, Ron stood there. "What more can you possibly say?" Harry said. "...Ginny's been changed Harry." Ron said, and before Harry would let him face change, he just turned away form the man and opened the cubby the held his medicines. Harry took his medicines and tried to hurry Ron, but Hermione Granger stood in the small pathway. "Harry, you aren't running form this. You know they will need to talk to you." Hermione said. "She should be plenty. Leave. Me. Alone." Harry said, but the memories of what happened those weeks came flooding back. The reasons Harry kept so many charms on himself so the scars wouldn't show, so the fact he was just used, control and "pemped" out for money for her pocket. Harry been toyed with by both magical men and woman who knew Harry was being held against his will by spells and often tortured before them when he refused or just couldn't keep up with the demands of what they all wanted. All this time, Harry just wanted the memories to go away. It's why he drank so much, so he would forget about what happened. It's why he hated himself so much, because he was nothing but used by so many people, just somebody puppet and he was certain they'd just question why he couldn't stopped it. It wasn't that simple, nobody would have believe him. She said she would just go and tell the others he was the one hurting her. The child that Ginny aborted? Wasn't the one Harry struggled with the most.

Harry just screamed out and dropped to his knees. Hermione just eased down beside him as Harry broke down crying. "I was..., She...found out...I don't even know how." Harry cried. "Harry...she's not going to get away with what happened to you." Hermione said softly. "It doesn't bring my baby back." Harry cried and after a pause. "No, it won't Harry, but she won't get away with it. You can't put your life on hold either, afraid to moved last it." Ron said. "Why do you even care?" Harry huff, finally dropping to seat on the tile of the kitchen. "Because I'm tried of all this. I never wanted you gone Harry, I just, Look I fucked up on what I said." He said. "You still hate-" Harry started to say. "I'm never going to like the idea of Malfoy, no, but Harry, I can't loose you, and your just letting yourself go. You need him and your son." Ron said. "I'm certain I fucked that up too, so all of this? Is just a waste of time." Harry said, drying off his face, before he slowly got to his feet. "Nathaniel Potter, tells me he is hoping you would come back to him." Hermione said. Harry cleaned off his glasses. "What... exactly was told?" Harry whispered. "Nothing in detail, but...enough that should help him understand." Hermione said. Harry just grabbed his bottle of water he went down the hallway.
"Why do you look like there is something else your aren't saying." Hermione said to Ron, who let out a sigh. "Follow me." He said, and Hermione followed him to what was once the hall closet door and pushed it opened. Her eyes got really wide. Laying on a blanket in the middle of the floor was a baby girl. Hermione didn't want to guess how old she was, but her hair was black and all over the place and her eyes were bright green. She sucked on a binky. "The potion took, doesn't work well on men, so all it done was made Harry very ill and the baby. She's unhealthy, so they say. She takes a bottle so I'm not certain what they are going off of." Ron said. "How....old is she?" Hermione asked. "Born august of 99'. She admitted she kept Harry asleep the remainder of the pregnancy and kept her form him." Ron said. Hermione just eased down and picked up the girl. "She needs Harry. Children born like her, need their father, of course there's no telling the effect of potion had, but she needs him." Hermione said. "The healer is coming to look her over. I keep putting her in the crib, but she just cries until she's back on the blanket. Let...her come by and check on the baby and give them a chance to talk. I want to be certain she is his before he sees her." Ron said. "...fair enough." Hermione said.