A/N Hey everyone. Sorry for being a horrible Author. Ugh! I have a short chapter for everyone. I hope y'all enjoy. Let me know if you like the suspense. haha. Thanks!

Harry had ended up showering and taking his time getting ready. Now, he was slowly making his way up the walk to his and Draco's house, which had been well kept and preserved. Finally, making it to the front door, Harry was unsure of whether to enter or not. Summoning the courage he opened the door.

The brick house had a grand entry way with an elegant flight of stairs leading to the second floor. Off the entry way were three solemn, arched door ways leading to; the kitchen which also led to a formal dining room, the den, and a formal sitting room. The den had also once served as both Draco and Harry's offices.

Up the stairs you would find four bedrooms all with their own bath. The master bedroom was located to the left across the main landing from the stairs. Double, dark stained wooden doors lead into the immaculate room. Draco had it decorated in earth tones of dark browns, creams, light greens, and blues. It was a welcoming sight to Harry that he found everything as it should have been.

Harry smiled when he saw the photo's on Draco's night stand. A visual of their lives in silver frames including their wedding day, Harry's surprise birthday party, and their first anniversary. He could remember every moment while staring at their smiling faces. Harry made his way into Draco's most stubborn request for the house, the "glorious" walk in closet, and packed a bag of clothes for both of them. The man did not know when he would be able to bring his husband home so he made sure to be prepared. Harry took his time gathering everything and then made his way back down the stairs.

"I thought I would find you here." came a deep voice from the den. Harry turned to find a tall, platinum blonde standing in the doorway of the room.

"Lucius, you startled me." the man clutched his chest as if he could not breathe.

"I hope not too bad. I was hoping to find you here alone. How long has it been since you've been here?"

Harry sighed. " It has been a while. I tried to stay here being in the hospital but needed too much assistance getting around. I moved into the Burrow around three months ago."

Lucius gave him a worrying look. "You know you are and always will be welcome at the Manor."

"I know I will. At that point though, I knew it would be hard on everyone if I was there. And it was not like I could help with finding Draco." Harry's emotions changed quickly as he thought of the news from earlier. "But now things are different."

Lucius could since his distress and moved closer to the younger man. "They are different. That is the reason I came to talk to you. We are not sure if Draco remembers what happened or not. The healer's have tried to get him to talk but he refuses to speak to anyone but you."

Harry smiled at the thought. "That's our Draco. As stubborn as ever. If I must be the one to coax information out of him then I will."

"Hold on Harry." Lucius grabbed the brunette's arm. "Draco does not look quite like himself right now."

"What do you mean? What's happened to him?"

The blonde sighed before deciding to give Harry the full truth. "When they found him, the Death Eaters had been torturing him for information. They were also starving him. He is very weak and malnourished. Before the Death Eaters left him, they beat him severely and had left him there to die."

Harry had begun to cry without even realizing it. Lucius grabbed him and pulled him into a hug just as his knees gave out. "You have to be strong for him Harry. You must. He has always pulled his strength and courage from his Gryffindor. Don't let him see you like this."

It took a little while for Harry to regain his composure but soon he was ready to see Draco. "I believe my husband is waiting for me? I know to never leave him waiting for fear of consequences." Lucius chuckled and gave a motion for Harry to step through the floo before him.

They both landed in an ornately designed parlor. The same one Harry had last seen Draco in. 'Be strong. He needs you' Harry chanted in his head. Lucius directed Harry up the stairs to the east wing where Draco's old room was being used as the make shift hospital room.

Lucius held the door ajar and motioned for Harry to enter with a soft smile. Walking into the room he could see the remnants of before his life had changed. Sitting beside the large bed was his elegant mother-in-law who gave him a genuine, broad smile before gathering her self together and making her way towards the two men. "Harry, love, I am so glad to see you again." She lightly squeezed her arms around him and gave him a soft kiss on his scared cheek. "You are more handsome than ever." He laughed quietly and gently grasped her hand before turning back to his main concern. The man in the bed.

Dazedly he moved to the ornate posts that ended the bed and glanced toward the head board. A crushed and broken piece of what was his husband sat upright against the pillows softly humming to himself as he worked on opening a small box. He walked around the post towards the man and slowly reached out his hand. "Draco?"