-Draco POV-

Harry Potter, Room 208 Check in: 12:08AM Check out: 10:50AM

I sucked in a breath, before handing back the clipboard.

"Did he leave, did Harry Potter leave?" I commanded.

"N-no s-Mr. Malfoy. He's in the restroom." The man swallowed nervously.

"You tell no one of this. Understood?" I whispered fiercely. The man nodded quickly. I Gave him a nod in confirmation.

I looked at my watch. It's not even 11:00AM. I swiftly made my way to the bathroom, hoping he might be there.

The urinals were empty. I peered under the stalls, and saw a small pair of feet within one of them. After hearing the sound of a zipper and the sound of the toilet flushing, I backed into an empty stall, hiding. The man opened the door, clearing his throat. I watched as two feet dragged each other over to the sinks. The water began running. My heartbeat was in my throat. I soundlessly opened my door, and looked out. It's him. Harry grabbed two paper towels and dried his hands before throwing them into the trash.

"Harry." He turned his head to look at me, things were silent and tense. He didn't dare move. I made my way to him in two large steps and encased him in a tight hug, burying my face into his shoulder. He returned it gratefully. I began breathing again, something I hadn't realized I stopped doing.

"H-" I had to regain my bearings. "I've been worried sick." I said with a wavering voice. I let go to look at him. My hands were at his shoulders.

"You left and we began looking for you... You didn't do anything stupid right? I didn't sleep even a wink last night... I thought you were dead."

"I'm sorry, I know. What I did is horrible, I-" He took a breath.

"I'm just happy you're alright. " We hugged again, however, we both immediately let go at the sound of the bathroom door opening.

"Let's go." I whispered.

"Okay."

After walking out of Three Broomsticks, I felt Harry tap me on the shoulder.

"Do you think we can go somewhere? Where we can be alone?"

"Of course. I know a place." I took his hand.

"I'm going to take out my wand so we can apparate."

"Okay." He replied. I held my wand in my free hand, and in an instant we swirled into a quiet area surrounded by trees. I was slightly surprised when Harry quickly took me into a hug. I returned it, allowing us to stay like that for a few minutes, until I heard him sniffle.

"Are you ok?" I asked. He only squeezed tighter, I took it as him saying he doesn't want to talk at the second. I closed my eyes and leaned into him.

"I messed up." He whispered into my coat.

"What do you mean?" I asked, concern growing in me.

"I did things, and said things..."

"Talk to me. I'm listening."

"You might get mad." He said in a wavering voice.

I deepened our hug. "Never."

"I-" He shuddered beneath me. "I fought. With everyone. Ginny, Neville and Luna. I insulted Ginny too. In a way I never would have before... I stole a bottle of alcohol, and-" I immediately let go of the hug to look at him in the eyes.

"At least I didn't get drunk... I know. I... I ordered a glass this morning too. I kind of want another."

"You're not going to have another."

"I know." he said. Backing away and making himself smaller.

"Why did you do it?" I asked, puzzled.

"I-I'm not quite sure... I was stressed, I felt kind of helpless I... haven't drank since 6th year."

"6th year? that's absolutely mad."

"You're upset, I don't blame you. I know I fucked up. "

"I'm not upset, Harry I'm concerned." He looked down with a pained expression. I walked toward him and lifted his chin. I saw red, tearful eyes, and a failed attempt at masking a face full of pain.

"Harry," I whispered. "I'm not upset... I want you to be okay. I want to help you feel better."

He shut his eyes tight, and I allowed us to hug. He sobbed silently, though I could feel his body convulsing. The knowledge that he's in so much pain made me feel awful. I placed a small kiss on the crown of his head.

"Don't worry, it's okay. You're going to be okay." I whispered into his ear.

After a while, he had calmed down.

"Your coat is very soft." He said, you could tell he'd been crying because of the sound of his voice.

"I am aware, that's why I got it." I said with a small chuckle. He removed himself from the hug slowly, and began to look around.

"It's quiet and secluded here." He sniffled and leaned into me, I hugged him from behind.

"How did you know about this place?" He asked, admiring the plain and simple beauty of the area.

"During the summer of 6th and 7th year, and also after... everything, I came here a lot to clear my head. Usually it was at night though."

"It's beautiful, and relaxing." He commented.

"I think so too. That's why I chose this place to apparate. That, and the fact that no one ever comes here." I responded, taking a deep breath of the crisp, cold air and exhaling, allowing the cold air and my warm breath to clash.

"I'm sorry about what I've done, and I'm sorry that I had you so worried. I didn't mean to hurt you in any w-"

"Don't worry. All that matters is that you're safe." I said, interrupting his statement. I felt him shiver.

"I- what happened to everyone?" I heard him ask. It was then I remembered what I left this morning.

"I got a bit upset at your friends for waiting for Lovegood and Longbottom to begin looking for you, so I went off on my own. I was worried that the longer we waited..."

"What?" He asked, turning to look at me. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked ahead at the trees.

"I was worried that you might die if we waited any longer or that something horrible would happen..." I said quietly.

I shook my head. "I know, it's stupid. I just," I took in a breath and sighed.
"I wanted to find you."

"That's my fault. I-"

"Please, you have nothing to apologize for." I said.

"I know what it's like to not know if someone you care about is okay. I didn't want to put you through that. I wasn't thinking."

"It's alright. We're here now, aren't we?" I said in a futile attempt to reassure him. "Everything is okay now."

After another moment of silence, Harry spoke again.

"What about the kids?"

"Teddy's grandmother... Harry, I've actually been thinking about something that I wanted to discuss with you... about Teddy."

"Do we need to really?" He asked.

"Yes." I turned him around to face me. "Harry you... you really aren't in the right state to take care of him." I said in a concerned tone. "I just think, it's only fair to him to continue being raised by Andromeda... here." He looked at me unmoving and I became slightly anxious at my words. "I just think your biggest priority right now should be taking care of and helping yourself... you can't do that if you have Teddy to care for. You understand don't you?"

He didn't react at first, then he spoke.

"I don't know why I chose to have him... I, he was supposed to stay with her anyway..."

"Then what happened?" He stayed silent for a minute, looking down and away.

"Harry?"

"It... it's complicated and, selfish. it's something I messed up and I thought..."

"What was it?"

"The medication I used to be on, it-" he let out an exasperated sigh. "It diminished my... drive..." I looked at him questioningly.

"It lowered my libido. A lot... I knew I would never be intimate with Ginny. At least not any time soon... she wanted to start a family. I wasn't too fond of the thought, but I figured if we took in Teddy, we'd be lifting a weight off of Andromeda's shoulders, and I wouldn't need to come up with more excuses for.. not wanting to be with her, I guess. A few years after we began raising Teddy I was on a new medication, but I still didn't... want to... I told her it was still the medicine..." he stopped talking, looking away from me.

"So... I was...The other day when we... that was your first time?" I asked cautiously. He nodded timidly.

"You could have told her you didn't want to start a family. you-" I paused to think.

"You can't continue to take care of him. Not only have you been... ignoring him... but your health is a top priority right now Harry."