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Harry Potter reached up, flushing the toilet, feeling Draco's hand on his back. "Go...back to bed." Harry said. "Harry, we talked about this." Draco said softly, placing a kiss to the top of Harry's head. Harry let out a sigh and slowly got to his feet. "Yeah, yeah." Harry said, turning on the sink. "Harry, please." Draco said softly. "I don't want to talk, how about that? I agreed to try the chemo, what more do you want form me?" Harry fussed. "The doctor was pretty certain it would work! Why won't you see that?" Draco half cried. Harry slashed some water into his face before grabbing his toothbrush. "Yeah, but that doesn't mean it won't come back. Doesn't mean I like the idea of you or the children watching me get sicker and weaker. Doesn't mean I wanted to give my parents even more reasons to worry, which they are. Ma has called me every night and if I don't answer she starts texting and freaking out and that's my fault!" Harry fussed out. "It's not your fault you got sick, Harry, please see that." Draco half cried as Harry grabbed the hand towel and dried his face off. Harry let out a sigh, turning to face Draco. "This isn't easy, Draco. My job is to take care of you and the kids and I can't go half a day without my head in the toilet." Harry said as Draco walked close to him. Harry locked his arms around Draco who nuzzled to his chest. "Your job is to get better, Harry. Richard and I can handle what your pa doesn't, I promise. Lily can handle the paperwork at the store when you can't either. It will be okay." Draco said, locking his arms tightly around his soon to be husband. Draco felt the kiss to his head. "I love you, Draco." Harry said. "I love you too, please, come back to bed. There's still time to get a touch more sleep." Draco said.

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Harry did go back to sleep, but Draco couldn't, so He got ready for their day and walked over to the crib. Summer was fast asleep. She was growing quickly. She was already three months old and starting to get a lot of personality and wiggly. She was Draco's little girl now, but liked her snuggles for her pappy, Harry, too. She'd get fussy if she was gone form Draco to long, but not always if she was with her grandparents because she loved them all. Draco was actually thinking about them trying again, to make her a big sister, but then he heard the news. The girls, Hen, Maddie and Anthan would only be with them until school started. This was their last month. Their father was cleared enough in health and was approved to get his daughters back. Draco was hurting, but thankful. Harry and Draco helped keep his children together, and now they were getting back with their father, who loved them so much. So, Draco thoughts of another pregnancy was put on hold, because Harry agreed they should open their home up to another set of siblings. Draco agreed and they were waiting on a match. Until then, they would help the girls get ready for their move in with their father.
Draco left Summer to sleep and went to the kitchen. He started the pot of coffee and started to clean up the baby bottles left form overnight feeding. Henry was still a breastfed baby boy, but Lily Malfoy had been pumping, to allow others to be able to feed him, as she was having to spend more time with her nose in paperwork since Harry diagnosis. She didn't care to do her part, but having to stop and feed him in such a matter was providing to be a challenge. Holly, Henry's big sister, was currently using bottles for her milk and Juice. She didn't like sippy cups yet, and Lily and Richard wasn't trying to push their little girl to do anything she didn't want to do. They didn't feel it was a big deal. Summer of course also had baby bottles, so there were quiet a few baby bottles to clean as the coffee pot filled up.
Draco was putting the last one in the dish drainer when Lily turned the corner a touch before the alarm was sit to go off. "I got them." Draco said, in the middle of drying off his hands. "I thought you were Harry." She said. "Do you need talk to Harry?" He asked. "Pa just called, it's good news! Please wake Harry?" Lily said. "Alright."

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Harry yawned pouring his cup of coffee as Lily sat her five month old in the highchair. "Now what did pa say?" Harry said. "Him, Remus and Reily are on their way over, says it's something you'll have to see to believe it." Lily said and after some thought. "Did some of his vision come back?" Harry asked. "Why...do you not sound so surprised?" Lily asked watching her brother join the table and he gave her a light smile. "One of the days when he was twelve, he was helping me out. He hardly wore his sunglasses, and was. He said a headache, but I didn't quiet believe it. Later he told me he was starting to be able to make out outlines of things, still seeing nothing by white and a touch of gray, but I'm assuming the gray was the outline. Well...a couple years ago he called me last one night, told me he started making out very large objects in more details, like the farm house and stuff, so his vision was coming back, at least a bit, but he didn't want to tell them, because you know it's been heard on ma." Harry said. "Dad said they went to the doctor last week, because he was seeing the world, but very Blurred, yesterday, he got a very strong pair of contacts and glasses and it fixed his vision, he is seeing again for the first time since he was just a tot and ma doesn't know just yet. He has always been close to you and wanted to see you." Lily said and Harry smiled. "Go get ma then, she should know." Harry said. "alright." She said, giving her brother a big kiss on his cheek and went to get dressed for the day. Leaving Harry with Henry, who was now drinking his bottle and Summer who was making a lot of noises in her cot. Henry reached for Harry with his free hand. Harry took a big drink of coffee and sat it down on the table, picking up his nephew. The baby giggled and relaxed, to finish his bottle.