I'm so sorry! D: I wanted this to be longer & posted earlier but a whole bunch of stuff came up; & my little kit is sick again. I just pieced this together, hope you all like it & because of the delay; I promise a more lengthy chapter by sometime before next week.

Warnings: Plot-filler mainly. Some hurt/comfort.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters used in this story. Only the ideas are my own.

Also, in some of my reviews, it's been mentioned that people wanna know about how Harry became to be in this situation & how he was betrayed by friends. The reason I haven't put anything yet is because I'm going to have Harry relieve the memories of betrayal & the war through nightmares & I haven't decided if I'll have Harry space out during the day if something triggers a memory. To satisfy that hunger, the very next chapter I post will actually have some of the information about how his friends betrayed them.

Draco couldn't find it within himself to stop smiling. Harry had grinned and talked non-stop since they'd discuss leaving for Malfoy Manor to speak to his Mother about the incident with his Father. Gathering his robes and slipping them on, he turned to face Harry. Even now, he preferred to wear Muggle clothing; something about it feeling more relaxing to him. Nodding for Harry to follow them, they headed to the main fireplace to floo over to the manor. Once they arrived, Draco had called for an Elf to let him Mother know that he was home with a guest and that he would meet her in the study to talk. Grasping Harry's hand, Draco's thumb stroked over his knuckles in a soothing manor. He knew it must be hard for Harry to be back here after what had happened, but he really didn't want Harry out of his sight. Looking around the manor, Harry wasn't surprised to see that it all looked the same. This home held bad memories for him, but having Draco at his side made things a bit more comfortable than if he'd been without him. Pushing the negative memories to the back of his mind, he knew he'd have all evening to reminisce about the betrayal of those who he called friends and family.

"Hello Mother, I am sorry for showing up unplanned; hopefully I am not disturbing any of your plans for today."

"Never Draco, it is always so good to see you. Ah, hello Mr. Potter; what a pleasant surprise to see you again after so long. I hope you are faring well and that Draco takes good care of you." Harry gave Narcissa a fond smile. He always liked her as a person, even before the war started to really take over the Wizarding World. She was a strong, polite, obviously kind-hearted woman. He always wondered how someone like her ended up with a man like Lucius Malfoy. Flinching at the memories that threatened to swoop in on him, he pressed closer to Draco's side and looked down at the floor.

"Is everything alright Draco? Harry doesn't look so well and normally you never bring anyone by."

"I needed to speak with you about something that occurred just the other day. Sit Mother, I'll have the Elf's bring us some tea." Sitting down on the couch, Draco let Harry cling to his hand. It was obvious hard for him to have to sit there and be exposed to woman whose husband attempted to rape him.

"I'm assuming this has something to do with your Father from the way you left here. Especially seeing as he has not come home yet." Harry felt the strength in Narcissa's gaze as she interacted with Draco. The atmosphere gave way that the conversation would be grim one, and not pleasant since it had to do with family.

"Yes Mother, this whole conversation is going to be about Father. Before we get into that, he shall most likely be home this evening; though his ability to speak is gone until I believe otherwise. Our Lord has deemed my action acceptable, and they are to be held under law as if it were his wand that had casted the spell." Narcissa's brow furrowed at her sons words, but all she did was smooth her hands over her dress.

"You know I respect Our Lord's decisions, as well as your decisions Draco. You have grown into a wonderful young man, I trust you to do what's right. What is it your Father did this time?" Harry could see the slight apprehension behind her eyes, and felt the need to hide his face in Draco's arm. Draco sighed, running his fingers through Harry's unruly hair as he looked back to his Mother.

"Father has been found guilty of non-consensual sexual actions towards Harry. The state in which we found him was terrible and Severus has given him sleeping and calming draughts regularly to help him." Narcissa didn't make a sound but moved her hand to cover her mouth with a mumbled 'I see" barely heard.

"Our Lord put Father in the dungeon where he dealt with Father while I took care of Harry. I then approached Father the next morning, taking away his voice; along with parts of his pride. He knows I plan on speaking with you, and he is banned from Riddle Manor until everyone's best interests are met." Harry couldn't find it within himself to stop shaking. The woman before him that he respected probably was looking down on him in disgust. Ruffling on fabric could be heard, and Harry about jumped out of his skin when he felt someone touch his shoulder before the spot next to him sunk in. Shyly glancing over at Narcissa, who moved over to the couch, she gave him a sad smile.

"I am very sorry for what my husband has done to you, and if there's anything you need; you only have to ask." Harry bit his lip and nodded quickly, eyes wet; before pressing his face back into Draco's arm. He looked over to his Mother and frowned, who only smiled softly and gave a nod of understanding.

"I shall speak more with you later Mother, I must get Harry home and in bed. It was good to see you, and I wished it had been under different circumstances."

"I understand Draco, thank you for telling me this. I am ashamed to say this isn't the first time your Father has done something like this, but be assured it shall be the last." With a kiss to his Mother's forehead, Draco kept his arm around Harry as they made their way back to the fireplace to floo back to Riddle Manor. Arriving back in only a few short seconds, Draco directed Harry right to their bedroom to put him in bed. Shedding off his jeans, Harry curled up under the thick blanket.

"Master?" Harry allotted quietly. Draco could only muster a small smile as he turned to face Harry.

"Yes pet?"

"Is it alright – would it be a problem to ask you to lay with me for a while? Please Master, I do not wish to be alone." He could hear Harry's voice breaking towards the end and already started to remove his clothing.

"Of course pet, it's no trouble at all." Climbing in to bed, he laid his arm out for Harry to come closer and snuggle against him. Taking the invitation given, Harry tucked his face away in Draco's neck as he got comfortable.

"Thank you, Master," Harry mumbled quietly, sleep already started to over take him.

"You're more than welcome…Harry." Draco wrapped his arms snuggly around Harry, hoping that no more nightmares or unpleasant memories would wake him.

Hope you all liked that! For an insight to what's to happen within the next few chapters:

Harry has nightmares/memory triggers of betrayal of his friends

Lucius starts planning his revenge on Harry & his son

Draco talks with his Mother about his feelings for Harry & how to deal with them

Voldemort buys Harry a present! :D

And much more... :))

If you ever feel like sharing ideas, or wish to see something; shoot me a PM - I'm always open to ideas! -R.F.