Chapter 10: Miracle

Fabian's eyes flickered from his father to anywhere else around the room. He had woken up to just him in the room. Draco and his mother were no where around. Lucius had smiled and carded his fingers through his hair. Neither said anything and Fabian was starting to feel uncomfortable and by the way his father practically squirmed in his chair he wasn't better off.

"You're mother went home to make sure I didn't screw anything up or miss anything." the older man offered with a smile. "Making sure everything reaches her standards. Honestly, you'd think your mother doesn't trust me." He laughed a bit and settled back into his chair, tilting his head slightly as he looked at his son.

Fabian smiled slightly but the traces of anxiety didn't leave his eyes, which caused Lucius to shift forward and gently take his son's hand to pet this thumb over his knuckles.

"Is something worrying you?" he asked in a gentle tone.

Fabian looked up into his father's face, biting his lip slightly. "I just... I don't want you and... mum to have to worry so much about me." he said softly. "You don't have to..."

"No Fabian we don't have to." Lucius interrupted gently. "But we want to."

The older blond smiled before getting into the bed next to Fabian, wrapping an arm around him and pulling him into his side. "We've lost so much time with you, and we want to make up for it. We want to spoil you rotten because you deserve it."

"But what did I do to deserve it?" Fabian asked, voice just above a whisper.

Lucius smiled sadly down at the littlest Malfoy. "Your mother, a bit before you were conceived, was hit with a nasty curse." he started slowly. "The healers said... Well they said unless we hired a surrogate or adopted, Draco would be our only child. Your mum couldn't have anymore children. We tried everything to heal her. Everything. But somehow, and only Morgana knows how, we got you. Granted you were sick when you were born, a bit early too, but we still got you. You're our miracle. Your mother and I would have spoiled all of our children anyway, and with circumstances as they are, you deserve a bit of spoiling."

Fabian looked up at his father who was smiling down at him. He settled back down, maybe only slightly uncomfortable with his father's closeness. He thought he remembered someone... maybe it was Ron, muttering to themselves about a curse on Narcissa. In fact, if he thought about it, he had heard murmurs of a missing Malfoy but he had never thought to actually think about them.

"You, mum, and Draco... you don't hate me for being Harry do you?" He asked, just needed the reassurance. "I'm sure you couldn't have heard such great things..." he trailed off, looking away.

"Nothing could ever make us hate you Fabian. Nothing at all. And really you aren't Harry Potter at all. It was all compulsion spells and memory alterations. You couldn't help it. You didn't know. What kind of parents would we be if we held that against you?"

Fabian smiled slightly before it faded. His mind, since this whole occurrence, had been a swirling mess. Thoughts, doubts, ideas, worries... they all tried to get to the forefront, and it wasn't helping at all. So he asked his father, voiced what he hadn't openly for the first time.

"Why did they take me?" he asked in a whisper, but Lucius caught it anyway and he looked down at his son sadly. "Why not someone else?"

Lucius sighed, his grip on his son tightening slightly.

"I don't know." he answered truthfully. "I don't know why they took you. Maybe it was for some sort of revenge. A lot of people don't like your mother or I. Maybe it was just because your last name was Malfoy and they thought since you came from a so called dark family no one would miss you. It might have been a sick plan of someones. Whatever the case may be, I will stop at nothing to make sure that whoever was behind this is found and punished accordingly. I will find who did this to you... to us as a family, and I will make sure they pay."

Fabian remained quiet in his father's arms. Maybe... he could just let his father deal with it. Maybe he wouldn't have to worry about things like he use to.

Maybe now... he could just enjoy what he always wanted.

His hearts desire.

His family.

Lucius smiled and kissed the top of his son's head.

"Sleep Fabian. I will be here. When you wake I'm sure everything will be ready and the healers will be here. And then we can go home."

"Home." Fabian whispered.

Yes. Home sounded good. And he fell asleep, clutching onto his father's robes. Heart light for the first time as he thought of having a home but heavy at the same time with constant troubles. Maybe something had finally gone good for him.

Short. Sorry. Next chapter will be long though so :P Next chapter they leave the hospital so peeps who are all like LEAVE DAMNIT! There you go... until next time. Update on Saturday. :)