Chapter 9
Harry's POV
I was sitting on the couch waiting for my love to get home. It seemed like hours, though I knew it was only a few minutes. I want to talk to him about so much my mind is going in fifty different directions. When I heard the Floo opening I perked up. As soon as I saw his figure I jumped up and ran to him. I wrapped my legs around his thighs and held onto him as tight as I could. I started crying in the curve of his neck and shoulder and kissed along his jaw line.
"Did you miss me, baby?" Draco chuckled, though he was really half serious if the questioning look in his eye was anything to go by.
"You have no idea! Please don't make me go through that again…" I half whispered sadly, looking straight into Draco's eyes.
"I'm gonna do my best… But, Harry, I can't promise you anything… Drinking relaxes me… It calms my nerves, it's like it takes away all my problems… I tried stopping while I was gone, but, well let's just say it wasn't the best of times… Whenever I was sober, just closing my eyes I saw the hurt I caused you. I would dream of the future and I'd be beating you while our babies tried to get me off you, begging their daddy to stop hurting their papa... It was horrible, Harry. I never want to do that to you."
Oh how I wanted to make all his pain go away. Why did nobody tell me this was how bad it had gotten? Didn't Hermione think I had the right to know the agony Draco was going through? I leapt out of his embrace and looked up into his eyes.
"Draco, I… I think you need to get some counseling… We can't let your dream future come true. If you're serious about us, and serious about this family we've started, you'll go to rehab, or AA. Anything! But darling your not gonna get better on your own. To be perfectly honest, I'm a little afraid to help you… I just can't be around you while your drunk and I refuse to let our child be around you while you're drunk. I'll be with you every step of the way still, just not around you."
The look in his eyes was the look of complete horror. Had there been different circumstances it would've been funny, but this was nothing to laugh at. I could see the wheels turning in his head trying to think of what to say. Finally, I heard him sigh.
"I'll go…. We'll find a counselor first thing tomorrow. If it's alright with you, I figure we could spend the time after the appointment to rekindle our bond." Gods his smirk is so sexy. "We can have dinner by moonlight, and we can have desert in our bed, surrounded by rose petals.." He whispered so seductively in my ear, I wanted to pounce on top of him. I happened to turn to the direction of the clock and realized the time.
"Oh shit! It's 12:50!! We were suppose to be there twenty minutes early!! Let's go let's go let's go!!" With the, he hugged me close to him and we Side-Apparated to St. Mungo's to see if we would be having a son or daughter.