It hurt to move, my throat burned and I ached. Opening my eyes I noticed a dimly lit room, Storm came to me as I dipped my hand off the bed, licking it lightly.

I pulled myself up remembering the pain, did I have the him? her? Was it alright?

"Harry," I croaked out "Harry!"

I heard footsteps rushing; it wasn't Harry but Greg "Princess your awake."

"Where is Harry?"

"POTTER," he yelled and more footsteps.

"Draco," he moved over to me and pulled me into his arms, it hurt to move so quickly but relief overcame the pain "are you hurt? Sore?"

"The baby?" I looked pained not seeing it with my lover.

"Here," Hermione smiled carrying the blanket bundle, she passed it to me and I looked at Harry questioningly.

"Leo, our son," he smiled kissing my brow.

I couldn't take my eyes off him, he was beautiful, my baby "Leo Alexander Malfoy Potter."

The day passed in a blur, Severus encouraged me to get as much sleep as I could yet I still insisted for Leo to always be close. The baby cried through the nights and I was thankful for all the help. I was still weak and would be according to Severus for the next few days.

Harry rarely left my side and Leo was lying in his basket no more than an arm's length away. It was four days since I had him and I was eager to get out of bed. Severus finally gave me the alright after breakfast but I had to limit any activity.

Rising from bed I saw Severus move to help me up and flashed my eyes at him.

"Draco," he offered a hand which I swatted away and pulling me up.

"I'm not weak Severus," I replied standing, "I'm nothing more than stiff from lying so long."

I walked the step over to Leo's basket where he was just starting to stir and picked him up "good morning handsome."

He just looked at me as I walked to the kitchen intent of a bottle for him; Severus annoyingly enough was one step behind me.

I grabbed a bottle from the ice box and set a pan of water to boil, Leo was fussing in my arms so I sat and began rocking him, singing lightly which calmed my baby.

Harry didn't return until after dark, I was frightened for him. He always returned home before the sun set. I wrapped a cloak around myself and stepped outside with Lunte and Storm.

"Find him," I ordered and he raced off to find Harry and Vince.

I fed Leo and waited anxiously for Harry to arrive back, I was burping him when I heard the tell-tale howls signalling they were home, and with a large buck.

Harry greeted me with a kiss "how are you feeling?"

"A little tired but I am alright," I smiled rocking Leo in my arms.

"Vince and Greg said they would work on the buck," replied Harry "what do you say we get some sleep?"

I nodded standing carefully; Leo was dozing in my arms. Laying my precious baby down I snuggled up to Harry, content.

Three wonderful weeks passed, Leo grew so quickly and Harry adored him to death. Everyone did. I felt perfectly at peace, I had a loving family and was finally training again. Severus gave his approval a week ago and was very impressed with my skills, especially the Kama and bow.

I further impressed him when we went out hunting, Lunte and Storm flushed out a rabbit and I killed it. Thanking the wolves with a pat each, I let them have it.

"You've always had a way with Animals Draco," Severus praised, watching the wolves then back at me.

"I can talk with them Sev," I replied "I don't think I've ever told you that."

He shook his head "no I don't think you have, it's a rare gift."

"I tried to tell father about it," I replied looking at my wolves and they rubbed their bloody faces on some damp leaves "but he just said I was sensitive and was imagining it. He said animals are stupid and don't have thoughts, just instincts. It's not true. They think like we do."

"I believe you Draco," replied Severus "how can I not after watching you with them."

I smiled "thank you that means a lot coming from you; I was afraid you would brush me off as well."

"Have I ever not taken you seriously?" he chuckled kicking his horse into a slow trot.

I laughed with him "I can name a few," I teased following him.

Several days later I woke to Leo's cries and Harry rising to aid our son.

"H-um," I groaned opening my sleepy eyes "Shhh Leo."

"I got him love, he's just got a wet nappy," Harry replied as I watched him lay him on the change table. Once Leo was clean, dry and happy again Harry laid him in my arms.

Rocking him back and forth, humming a tune that soon became words. Leo loved it when I sang; his little grey eyes would watch me intently until they would slowly start to close. He fell asleep and I brushed a strand of blond away from his face. My Leo had been born with a fair bit of soft blond hair, and Harry's eyes. Harry who had been sitting on the edge of the bed watching me took Leo and placed him back in the basket.

Curling up close to me, I hoped for sweet kisses and a snuggle but Harry had a sad, serious look to him, I waited nervous all of a sudden as he twirled a strand of my hair around his fingers.

"Angel," he spoke softly "what are we going to do when we get back?"

I looked at him sadly "I don't want to go back."

"We have to Draco," he reminded softly "we can't live out here forever. We have kingdoms that we should have never left."

"I know," I frowned tears coming to my eyes "I know we should have stayed, but I love you and Leo so much. What if they force us to be apart?"

"I promise you Draco," Harry placed a hand on the side of my face "I will always love you, I will always find you and you will always be mine."

I broke and cried softly into his shoulder, "we have to go back… but we can't together."

Harry pulled away from me looking shocked "Dra…"

I placed a finger to his lips "by now our families would have been long apart. We need to fix ties with our own families to make sure our alliance is still in place. We wouldn't be apart for more than a…"

"I won't leave you Angel," he grasped my hands tightly "it would be a week's ride, and with Leo, even longer. Who would take Leo?"

"You would, and you know I'm right," I assured "neither of us wish to leave each other and leaving Leo…"

Harry looked at our son, then to me and finally the bed spread "I know your right but I can't."

I simply held his hand. We both knew we would be going without the other. The kingdoms wouldn't welcome us kindly after our betrayal and we needed to speak to our parents. Assure the treaty is still in place and fill the contract made many years ago.