Harry gazed out the heavily tinted window as he was driven back home form his appointment. He was drained emotionally from his latest session with his therapist. He understood that is was a horrible thing that happened and that it was in no way his fault that is happend. It broke him a little to know that he would carry they effects of what happened for the rest of his life.

It was disheartening to know that his suspension of others may not ever go away, and that he may never come to trust someone enough to be completely and utterly the way he would want to be. His therapy said that's okay, that his best should be all that anyone should need from him. All his flaws and imperfections should be something they can ignore and that if they couldnt love all of him, accept all of him then they should have none of his love in return.

Acceptance

"What your ... What he did was not love, if you love someone that is not how you treat them. He was... is ill of the mind. That does not excuse what he did to you, it does not lessen it, but it shows a twisted mind that cannot comprehend the strong and positive feeling that love is. Understand what happened, as you grow and heal accept what happened amd that you can and will come passed it. You can get passed this if you let yourself. Acceptance of who you were then, a child, and children rely on their parents for protection. Accept that you are not there anymore, that you are free as you can be, that you will change. From your pupa you will emerge a beautiful butterfly, come into your own and the person you wiah to be, not the person he made you. accept that, yes, there will be setbacks, you will have bad days, but thatakes the good days all the better. Do you understand, Hari?"

He did, and he would try his best. His good days were something to look forward to, he had the support he needed to feel like he could conquer anything, he was making friends that wanted to help too. If he had the will he had a way.

Lapin sat motionless on his humans lap, content to give silent comfort and support. The plush didnt mind if his human squeezed a little tighter, petted him a bit harder, his human always apologized. He didnt mind at all because he would protect his human, he would hide his humans protection withing himself always.

Harry stepped out the car and gave the driver an shaky smile and quiet thanks before heading inside. "Harry dear is that you?" Called a light voice with a distinctive accent to it. "Mother?"

"Oh honey, we got here a bit after you had gone! Its so wonderful to see ypu again! Do you need anything, I know you had an appointment today?". Harry said nothing as he hummed quietly into her imbrace.

Narcissa smiled gentaly as she looked down at her adopted son. He was coming along very well if she did say so her self. He was still quiet, and jumpy, but that was okay. "Well, why dont we go to the sitting room and have tea. You can tell me all about what you are making at the moment, how does hat sould?" Harry nodded and let himself be led away, Amber following alongside.

They spoke quietly for a few hours before Lucius found them, he stood in the doorway for a moment before anouncing his presence. Harry looked up and smiled shiley up at him, which he returned. Lucius did not mind, he made his way over to the small couch his wife occupied to join her. The three spoke quietly about how he was feeling and ajusting to everything. Draco wandered in at some point and gave his observations aswell. They spoke of any friends they made, how school was going before they were called in for supper by the house staff. Harry was content with the day, it started on a bad note but his family was here and that was all that mattered at the moment.

Later Lucius sat in his office reports scattered across his desk. He was looking for someone, he needed to find him. He couldnt let the sick bastard get to Harry, not after they had gotten him so far into his recovery. He was working with one of Harry's new friends, the boy's people knew how to be discreet. He wanted this resolved before the man found out what country they were even in. Hearing the knob jiggle he looked up to see his wife come in. "Anything new?" She asked as she shut the door, leaning against it. "His last sighting was somewhere in America."

"Lucius I want that man dead."

"It would be too easy to tie his death to us. We need to time everything just right."

"What if he finds us? We cant let that crature find Harry, Lucius! He shouldnt have to see that, that..." Narcissa growled, unable to find an adequate term for the man. He siged, he knew all this already. He wanted the man dead too but it would take time to plan it so it xouldnt be led back to them. They had hoped that he would have been killed in prison, howevet it seemes he had paid people to guard him. They had no idea where he was getting funds. "Come, Cissa, we need sleep. We have al day with the boys tomorrow." He placated as he stood and started to leand her away.

Sat in the middle of the desk was an image of a man looking around himself in a store, time stamped four days ago.

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