Later that evening, after Camille had bathed Katie Beth and put her into her nightgown, the little girl insisted on being able to say good night to Harry, who she attached herself to when she couldn't be with her daddy. So Severus lifted her into his arms and carried her down the hall to the Regulus Black's old room. Harry had switched with Reg so that he would be there should Draco need anything during the night. When they entered, Draco was awake and Harry was holding a mug of something that he was trying to get his brother to drink; the lights in the room had been spelled very low. Severus walked over to them. "Clear liquids?" he asked, looking into the mug.

Harry nodded. "Chicken broth. Mother said that it was best for him to start with liquids for now."

"It is," he replied, setting Katie Beth on the bed. He tilted Draco's face up toward his and lit the end of his wand, holding it near the boy's face so that he could get a good look into his eyes.

Draco winced and pulled his head away. "Too bright..." he muttered.

Severus snorted and ran a quick diagnostic spell before putting his wand away. "I'll bring something to help you sleep shortly." Draco nodded and sipped at the broth in the mug that he held with Harry's help because his hands were still shaking too badly to hold it on his own. The Potions Master watched them for a moment, glad that they had learned to get along. "Katie Beth, this other young man is Draco. He's Harry's twin brother," he told his daughter. "Harry, she wanted to tell you good night."

Harry gave a little smile and set the mug on the table beside the bed, holding an arm out to her. "Good night, Katie-bug."

"G'night, Uncle Harry," she said, for Mummy had said to call him that, and gave him a hug and kissed his cheek. She then turned to Draco. "Can I give you a hug and kiss too?"

Draco gave her a weak nod.

Smiling, she gingerly climbed over to him, hugging and kissing him too. "G'night, Uncle D'aco."

Smirking, Severus reached for his daughter. "Come on, Precious. Bed time." He lifted her into his arms and carried her down the hall and up the stairs to the room she would be sharing with Camille. He sat down in the ancient rocking chair in front of the hearth, which he light with the wave of his hand. The fire that now burned there gave off very little heat, but filled the room with a soft glow and the soothing sounds of a fire.

Katie Beth snuggled into his arms, her hands absently playing with the edge of his robes. "You're just like my Dream Daddy."

"Dream Daddy?" he asked her, kissing the top of her head and breathing in her little girl scent. Oh how he had missed her.

She nodded. "I used to dream about a daddy all the time. And you do things just like him. You hug me and kiss me and let me sit on your lap and give me my favorite biscuits and rock me to sleep…are you going to sing to me too? 'Cause my Dream Daddy always does."

He couldn't help but smile at her. "Alright. I'll sing to you too. What does the Dream Daddy sing to you?"

"I can't ever hear the words but it goes like this," she told him and then started humming a little lullaby.

He kissed the top of her head once more, holding her closer. The song she was humming was the very song he had used to sing her to sleep as a baby. "I…I know that song…"

She looked up at him. "Good! I like it when the Dream Daddy sings it to me."

"I used to sing that to you as a baby, Precious."

"Sing it now," she said, snuggling even closer into his chest.

He stared down at her for a moment before singing softly. "Peace, my child, and sleep attend you…"

--

Once he had tucked Katie Beth into her bed, Severus went back to the room that Harry and Draco now shared a bottle of potion in his pocket. He sat on the edge of Draco's bed and handed the young man the potion that would help him sleep.

"She looks like you," Draco whispered as he settled back against his pillows, not ready to go back to sleep just yet.

"I wanted to talk to the two of you," Severus told them.

Harry set aside the book that he had been reading. "What is it, Uncle Sev?"

"Because she's a Squib, Camille has lived in the Muggle world for many years. But now I'm going to bring them both into the wizarding world and it's far past time to name a godparent for Katie Beth. We should have done that when she was born, but I never really thought about what would happen to her if something were to happen to Camille. And after the incident with Nagini…well…I'd like you both to be her godfathers. Harry, I know that you already have one godchild that you are helping care for, so I'll understand if you don't feel that you can be Katie Beth's godfather too…"

"I'd be honored," he said, interrupting the Potions Master.

"Are you sure, Harry?"

"Of course I am. She's a cute kid."

"Thank you Harry," he said, before turning to look at Draco. "Dragon?"

"I'm honored too, Uncle Sev. Thanks."

He nodded. "I'm quite proud of both of you. You've grown into fine young men."

--

Lucius walked into the library where Harry was reading a letter that had just come from Ginny. "Harry…I'd like to show you something."

"Yes sir?" Harry asked, looking up from his letter.

"We'll be leaving in a couple days, as per our agreement, and I wanted to take you side-along now, so that you'll know where we are going. The house is not connected to the Floo Network, so we'll all have to Apparate, and we'll need your helping getting everyone out there."

Harry nodded and stood, walking over to his father, allowing the man to put his arm around him. A moment later they were standing on the well manicured lawn of an old country estate. The house looked to be a couple hundred years old, but had been kept in the best condition. Off in the distance he could see a small stable and just beyond that was a wooded area. There wasn't another house within sight. "It's quiet here. I think the perfect place for all of us to get away."

"The children loved being here," Lucius told him.

"Where are we exactly?"

"This is Potter House, Harry."

Harry's eyes grew wide as he looked at his father. "Potter House? You mean…"

Lucius nodded. "This house was built by a Potter and stayed in the Potter family until the death of James."

"But how…? Bill said that he couldn't find out who owned it…"

"With the help of my solicitors, I purchased the estate, passing it through several aliases and some of the businesses I own. I was trying for the records to get confused because I didn't want the property traced to the Malfoy name. I was actually just about to put it in the Malfoy name when Aurora was born and we needed a place to hide her from my fellow Death Eaters."

Harry turned to look at the house once more, not really sure how to express the thoughts running through his head.

"Harry…"

He glanced over at his father.

Lucius pulled a document from his pocket. "This is the deed to the house. I've signed it over to you."

"I…I don't know what to say," he said, taking the document.

"You don't have to say anything, Harry. You were the reason I bought it. I wanted to save it for you. It was part of your inheritance from James."

In a move that surprised them both, Harry turned and embraced his father. After a moment of hesitation, Lucius wrapped his arms around his son.