Happy Sunday, readers!
Unfortunately, I am not entirely sure if the next chapter will be ready in time for our next publishing day. However, in the meantime, here you are.
PLEASE READ THIS BEFORE THE CHAPTER:
I am explaining again, because the discord disaster has me shaking my head.
As was very extensively and clearly explained in the last chapter's notes, Teddy has autism, and I am working very hard to strike a balance between proper representation and time/character accuracy. This chapter has some language that can be seen as insensitive (or even Way off the Mark). This is simply due to our main characters' lack of/dated knowledge or improper explaining. Many of our beloved main characters may not be sure what autism is, or may not be great at articulating, explaining, or generally talking about autism or Teddy Lupin. This does not at all reflect my views, and the language used is not the proper way to refer to someone with ASD.
If you feel the need to comment an opinion, please remember that this is a place to read and enjoy stories, not to begin arguments about the nuances of ABA, Autism, or early intervention. (If you do have absolutely purely curious questions, those are always welcome)
Thank you to all of my readers for reading and for engaging. I like to see that people think about and enjoy this story.
With all of that said, please, let me know what you all think (Keep comments respectful). And, as always...
Enjoy!
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Harry sighed as he read the letter, approving rotation with Auror Dawlish for Draco Malfoy's protection, and therefore formally adding him as an auror in the case of God's Wrath.
Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione sat down the evening that Harry had reacquainted himself with Teddy to work out a schedule for the boy.
Mondays and Wednesdays, Auror Dawlish is to be with Draco in the afternoon through the evening, so that Harry can pick Teddy up from Willow Buds and stay with him, then drop him off the next morning and be with Draco.
Tuesdays, Thurdays, and Sundays, Ginny was to be with Teddy. On Fridays and Saturdays, Ron and Hermione would take up watching Teddy.
This also meant that Harry would have to re-open owl communications unrelated to the Ministry, something he absolutely was not looking forward to. He only hoped that the Owl Post would be amenable to blocking communications from anyone not on the list of people he deemed acceptable, that way he wouldn't be flooded with communications from strangers the way he was as soon as the war ended.
Harry was finding it difficult to tell Draco the news. Thinking of telling him gave him an uncomfortable sensation beneath his skin. He wasn't entirely sure why.
Most of Thurday was spent with Harry thinking of how to talk to Draco, and Draco cleaning, checking doors, and sleeping.
Harry supposed he might need to be more involved in whatever was in Draco's head, too, after he'd opened up so much three days ago.
Harry had wanted to kiss him again so badly, as they spoke. He wanted to hold him close, to feel their skin against each others, to show him what he thinks of his morality.
Harry did no such thing, however. He simply sat next to Draco and let him speak, about religion, about Astoria, about death, and everything in between those topics.
They hadn't talked much after that, between toddlers and Harry's general awkwardness.
It was dinner when Harry summoned his gall and finally tried speaking to him about it. The conversation had been scarce, and this was the first meal they'd shared that day. Harry cleared his throat.
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Fanfiction"Whoever conceals their sins does not prosper, but the one who confesses and renounces them finds mercy." Draco stopped, closing his eyes for the briefest of moments. He thought of the scars on his left arm. He thought of the scars across his torso...
