Rebuilding Your Life

Sleep is Overrated

He felt warm hands grab his arms and push him away, confused he looked up.

''It won't be that easy, you never gave me the chance to explain myself, you threw me out, you wanted to take my son away. You promised me Harry, you promised to never take him away from me.'' Tears were glittering in his blue eyes, emotion turning them darker.

''I'm sorry, but you scared me. So much. I never planned on taking him away, I was just so angry at you. I begged you to stop, but you didn't. I felt so lost. You mean everything to me, I trust you most of all and...'' He broke off and sat down, taking Teddys small hand in his, stroking the burning skin.

Charlie walked around the bed and claimed the other seat.

''I'm sorry, too. I swear I wanted to stop, but I couldn't, it was like looking through fog, I was so disorientated when I sat up on the floor. I have no idea what happened, but that wasn't me. Harry I scared myself that night. I'm not that guy, I never was, not on my worst day.''

Harry nodded, he knew Charlies voice, he could tell if he was lying or not.

There was no trace of deception. ''Forgive and forget?'' He asked, hoping to hear a yes.

''Only if you can forget about my lawyers, too.'' Harry gave him a small smile. From what Charlie said, there was more to this, looking through fog sounded too much like a potion. He would think about that later, his eyes and thoughts focused on Teddys small form.

The nurse came in every hour to check his vitals. They were getting worse and at four in the morning she called for the healer again.

He checked him again, grimacing when he got the results. ''What? Whats wrong?''

''His fever is burning stronger then ever, the potions aren't working.''

He didn't say anymore, but the diagnosis wasn't good. If the potions didn't start working soon...

Why didn't they work? They always did. Always. Every other potion worked on Teddy till now, why not this one. Bill. Just like fertility potions, they worked on everyone, except werewolves. Bill. The new potion didn't work on him. No reaction. He jumped up and raced out of the room.

''Harry where are you going?'' Charlie called after him.

''I need Draco.''

He raced to the nurse. ''I need Draco Malfoy, I need his floo-address.'' The nurse raised her eyebrow. ''Mr. Potter, you know the rules-''

''I don't care about the rules, my godson might not survive the night, I killed Voldemort for Godrics sake, do me a favour, only once.''

She nodded her head. ''Go back to the little one, I will call him here.''

He held her eyes for a second before going back. He slowly walked back, trying to find the solution, even when he knew he couldn't do it without a potions genius.

He reached the door, Charlie was stroking Teddys goldbrown hair, that was his natural haircolour. The rest of the family was half asleep on the uncomfortable chairs, that lined the corridor.

''Potter.'' Draco was looking grumpily at him. ''What problem does the world have at this time?''

''Draco, thank Merlin, it's Teddy, he has Dragon-Pox, he isn't responding to the treatment, the fever climbs higher every hour. The potion shows no reaction. Draco, absolutely no reaction.'' He added with a headjerk in Bills direction, mindful of the audience.

''Let me see him then.'' They entered the room and closed the door behind them. ''So you think it's the lycanthropy, thats stopping the potion from working.''

''Yes, we need to find the reason why. What are the differences and the similarities? There has to be something.''

Draco stayed silent, thinking through the potions.

''I might have a solution.'' He said slowly. ''But I can't be sure. Who is your healer?''

''Peters.'' ''I go and have a talk with him.''

They returned at five for the hourly check-up.

''We replaced one incredient, it won't be as effective now. I need your approval for giving the potion.'' Peters said. Harry looked at Draco who nodded, so Harry said yes.

''Whoa, wait we can't just give him some new conducted potion.'' Charlie interjected.

''I asked Bill to test it, he got it ten minutes ago and is perfectly alive, a bit green but thats exspected, since he doesn't have Dragon-Pox.'' Draco said smoothly. ''Charlie, if we do nothing, then he will-''

''Okay, okay, give it to him.''

Peters didn't wait another second to admister it.

With that the waiting started again, they checked again at half past five.

''No change, but the fever didn't get higher.'' That was a tiny victory.

At six the nurse proclaimed his temperature one degree lower and hope began to blossom.

At seven his breathing was becoming more smoother and calmer.

At eight he was fidgeting in his dreams, hair turning blond and red and black and back again.

At nine he was slowly waking up.

At ten he was happily snuggled in his Daddys arms eating his late breakfast.

At eleven he was confused when a strange lady stole him out of his Papas arm.

''Mrs. Cooper?'' Harry asked the ministry witch who came into the room.

''Hello, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley. I got information for your upcoming lawsuit. You are fighting for sole custody, am I right Mr. Weasley?''

''You are doing what?'' His family asked irritated.

''No, thats not- I mean not anymore. We got over our fight.'' Charlie said worried.

''What fight?'' She asked, looking from one to another.

''Just a little disagreement between a couple. Nothing major.'' Harry tried.

''Couple? If it wasn't major, he wouldn't have gone to a lawyer, now would he.'' She said sarcastically. ''Maybe I was blinded by your actions Mr. Potter. You are too young to be a parent. Teddy will come back into the ministry custody.''

''You can't do that, we have custody.'' Harry said quickly.

''You are still under the one year time period, we can and we will, unless you can proove you are ready to take this seriously.'' She took Teddy out of Harrys arms, who started to whimper. ''If you would please leave the room now.''

Charlie stood up, really pissed now. ''No, you won't take our son away from us, not now, not ever. We are engaged since last night and will get married this summer, I assure you we are serious about one another.'' He took his son back from her wile Harrys head shot up.