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Harry Potter knew three things. One, babies cried all the time. And after a week you still won't be sure what each cry meant. Two, Draco Malfoy was a god sent. Teddy literally was becoming Draco's shadow. Three, Tom Riddle was an idiot. How Harry would've survived without Muggle inventions he doesn't know. Although he didn't have a car, he had two car seats to help him handle Teddy and James when they needed to be transported at once.

When he realized he was fast outgrowing his flat he decided he would have to move back to Grimmauld Place. He was sure between Kreacher and Himself he wouldn't have to depend too heavily on Draco. If Draco stayed he wanted him to stay on his own accord. And Harry was pretty damn sure he wanted Draco to stay around more.

Something was bothering Harry though. Sometimes over the last week Draco's house elf would pop in and tell Draco "He" was looking for him. The last time the elf popped in, two days ago, Draco hadn't returned and Harry was worried. Teddy was restless and Harry couldn't always figure out what each cry meant.

As If the simple thought alone was enough to signal Teddy to start crying Harry heard Jamie join in. Using his wand he cast a rocking horse charm to help the boys settle down. He had remembered once when his Aunt Petunia's friend had visited and she had a portable swing for her baby. Harry had sent Kreacher earlier glamoured to find two plus whatever items he felt would be helpful.

Just as James settled back to sleep Teddy starting wiggle to get out of his carrier. Harry heard the simultaneous knock at the door and the sound of the floo. Knowing the floo could only be Draco Harry went to open the door.

Standing on his doorstep was Arthur Weasley and Bill. Bill, for all the time Harry knew him never had a harsh word to say against anyone but Harry knew that Weasley loyalty ran deep. As much as the Weasley's spoke about the Pureblood bigots, they too held on to some of their beliefs. Harry'll never forget when the Weasley's found out about Fleur being part veela. They might've stood on the side of the light but they too shared some prejudices.

Which was why Harry was surprise they were standing on his door. Most Purebloods would gladly ignore the bastard child that was only one step away from being born of rape.

"Arthur, what are you doing here?"

"We came to see you and the babies. Though we understand you taking over his care I'd like to see him. Molly said you name him after me. "

"Arthur, I'm not sure now is a good time. I don't feel comfortable with any of you in my home especially near my children..."

Before Harry could continue he was interrupted by Draco "especially since you've come uninvited, ignored the fact that your two youngest children violated Harry. Especially, since he is not your grandchild. Blood doesn't make you anymore a grandparent than adoption does. He isn't named after you. "

The more Draco spoke is the more Harry saw Arthur's face fall. Harry did feel guilty but he just didn't trust the Weasley's. After what Ron and Ginny pulled he often wonder how much of their feelings were engineered because of his role in the war or how they felt about him.

Seeing that the Weasley's made no effort to move Draco closed the door formidably in their faces with a silent dare to for them to stop him.

"I thought you weren't coming back" Harry whispered in no particular direction; almost hating himself for the timidity in his voice.

"What gave you that idea?" Draco inquired as he snuggled up with Teddy on the chair.

"We missed you, Teddy missed you" was all Harry said before he walked out the door with James to get dinner started.

"I'm considering a Nanny. Something more permanent."

Draco frowned at the random topic conversation. Before he could interrupt Harry continued "I don't want you to feel obligated to us and I feel overwhelmed without you here and you can't always be here and it's not fair to ask you to stay here all the time when obviously you have other things to do and so I think I need a nanny."

Draco sat looking for a word to described Harry when he rambled but all he kept coming up with cute. Scolding himself for the distraction, Draco said "the reason why I went away is no longer an issue. I actually came to tell you that I have a few months off before I take over a few of the smaller Malfoy businesses. I wouldn't leave you all alone taking care of two young children; much less two boys. "Draco said with a smile.

"Why?" Harry responded. "Why are you doing this? A few years ago we wanted to kill each other. And a few times we tried."

"I tell myself I don't know. When you spend so much time hating someone and one day you realize the hate that consumed you for so long is no longer necessary. You lose a portion of what you are. Of whom you are. Sometimes I wondered if I manifested the hatred to explain how confused I was. These days with you though lets me know that I want you. Not right away, we both need time to heal a bit more. But definitely I want to explore were we can go. I admit it's a bit unorthodox since it seems you come with a readymade family. But I wouldn't allow myself to become attached or the children attached to me if I didn't plan on being around. "

After all that anything else seemed anticlimactic so they both say in silence caring for the children.

Harry POV

Deep breaths. Now or never. "I'm thinking about seeing a mind healer."

Draco looked at me and I didn't see any of the disgust I was expecting to see. I knew that if I went to mind healer or even a Muggle therapist I would need his help since he'd basically agreed to be my co-parent.

"Are you asking my opinion?" Draco asked me.

"N-no." I stopped and cleared my throat. Ever since I found out about Teddy all the feelings about my time with the Dursley's came rushing back to the surface. I'm not ready to get into them with you but no offense we were once mortal enemies. Add to that, what Ron and Ginny did was just as bad as if they had raped me. Maybe that would've been better, I don't know. I trusted them. I once looked at them as my family. I don't want to feel that I am okay with everything and then one day look at James and be reminded of Ginny and start to resent him. I love him, I really do. But I also want to like him. And I don't think I like him very much."

Draco looked thoughtful before he replied "I know it may seem like a sign of weakness but everyone needs to accept their limitations and deal with it. After the war, I saw a healer. Fortunately for me he was easy to talk to. I actually stopped seeing him two days ago. I used to have dreams about the screams of the prisoners in the dungeon. I haven't spoken to in awhile. My mother, while thankful that she isn't in Azkaban seems resentful. I can't be who they wanted me to be but I can be who I want to be. My father lost his Lordship. The Manor chose me as the new Lord Malfoy. I think he tried to kill himself, that's purely speculation. I don't know but I woke up with the Lord ring on my nightstand and my father being unable to look me in the eye. So, seek the help you need Harry. I can't afford for you to get to the point where you feel hopeless and decide to end your life. And I can't allow you to grow to hate James. It might seem impossible but I've seen it happen. A parent's love while one of the most pure is corruptible."

Whatever it was that I had expected to hear from Draco this certainly wasn't it. I had struggled with the responsibility of raising Teddy when it became apparent that Andromeda was no longer going to provide him the care that he needed. And then James, my father's namesake: he'd already lost so much in his short life. I don't want to be one of them.

Since the Weasley's have left I thought about the hurt they had dealt me. Do I want them around Teddy and James? While I could never forgive Ron and Ginny, the twins might be able to see my side of things in the future. I know they must've been keeping their distance out of loyalty to their family but also to give me time to heal. Though I trusted them a little bit more than the rest of the Weasley's I still probably wouldn't reach out to them for some time. Regardless of my feelings the family has a whole has been dealt a tragic blow and if Ron and Ginny were disowned the other Weasley's while accepting the decision would surely hate me. Do I care? I'd be lying if I said I didn't but I didn't care about them more than I care about myself. Merlin helps the person who tried to send me on a guilt trip.

Rebuilding or not, I think the Wizarding world is not ready to deal with a savior who is in need of a mind healer so I think I will be going Muggle on this.

End Harry POV

The next few weeks flew by. Between the babies and his therapy session Harry felt that he experienced personal growth. Even better, he was able to find a squib Psychiatrist and he didn't have to censor he thought and feelings. For what was a rare chance Harry was glad when his scar was able to allow the man to identify him as a wizard. His sessions were going swimmingly. No topic was taboo. Not that all the topics were easy to discuss, some were easier than others but talking about how the Dursleys treated him had hurt him. He was glad the time away from them while he attended Hogwarts had helped him overcome what was "the inevitable delay in to depression and possible rebellion that may have led to their or your deaths." Basically, Hogwarts had saved them from a murder suicide, a suicide or just murder. Harry shudder because somewhere deep in his mind he knew that eventually someone would've snapped. Dudley would've Harry hunted one last time, or Petunia would've assigned one too many tasks or Vernon would've cuffed him one last time and he would've snapped.

No longer did he consider the Dursleys family. The adults where too stuck in their ways to change and Dudley was poisoned beyond the point of redemption. He'd sent them a letter and while it wasn't the scathing letter he would've sent before when his anger at them consumed him but it told them in no uncertain terms that he was aware they received benefits for him and gave his banking information to put his money into. He'd open a Muggle account for that purpose only. He had no intention of ever using that money but it he felt better knowing that they didn't have it. Apparently, Vernon was afraid the freaks would attack him for harming their savior. The amount of money they deposited had shocked Harry but a little mental math had told him the figure was about right. Harry had sent out some inquiries and apparently, the Dursleys had to sell their home to afford to repay him. Where they were now? Harry neither knows nor cares. And was some aspect of it petty? Yes, but he was tired of taking the moral high ground.

Draco Malfoy was sure he was in love with Harry Potter. He wasn't sure when or how he was solidly in love with Harry Potter but he was in love with Harry Potter. He was sure if he said it a few times the thrill would wear off but it wasn't wearing off at all. Each time he admitted it to himself his heart still fluttered and his stomach skipped beats. Even his body was defying logic since his heart had done the impossible and fell in love with Harry Potter.

Draco had his own room at Harry's and he loved it. They'd spent so much time together just the two of them that it was as if the outside world seemed to cease to exist. And Draco loved it. And apparently Harry was becoming more used to the idea because just before Draco got into bed Harry kissed him on his cheek. It was so natural that they both went about their nightly routines until Draco got into his bed and it really sunk in. Harry Potter has kissed him good night. With the awkwardness of a classically trained ballerina; none. Either Harry felt it was only natural to kiss Draco or he was better at hiding his nerves than Draco would've been but Draco took it as a sign that they could maybe see where a relationship between them would go.

Would the first date be considered their anniversary? Or would it be the first time they kissed? Or would it be the day they reacquainted themselves with each other.

"I kissed him." Harry remunerated in his head. "I kissed him and he didn't flinch away." "I kissed him and he didn't punch me." "I kissed him!"

And as different variation of the same slogan ran through his head Harry heard a knock on his door, opening it he saw it was Draco. With only a pajama bottom on, after all this time Harry realized they hadn't ever saw each other in any state of undress.

And as Draco reach into Harry's room and tugged gently on Harry, Harry found he couldn't resist. And as they kissed chastely and softly at first till Harry decided that it wasn't fair he couldn't explore Draco's mouth properly, he used his tongue to ask for entrance and was rewarded when Draco gasped into the kiss. Solid chest against solid chest, Draco was sure he was leaning on the wall because there was no way that all that muscle belonged to Harry. It wasn't overtly muscular as to be off turning but it was enough to remind Draco that Harry was all male. And Harry, he was wondering why the hell they hadn't been doing this sooner because by Merlin's help they would be making up for lost time.

"I didn't think you even noticed I kissed you." Harry said into Draco's neck.

"It took me awhile because I think I was in shock. I spent the last thirty minutes thinking about how jealous my lips are of my cheek."

"I'm glad you came. And though I love doing this," Harry gestured to their current position "I'm not ready for other things yet."

"Don't say anything just listen, I love you." And with that Draco walked back to his room. Refusing to look back knowing that if he did he might not like what he would see. Or he might like it enough and things would get out of hand.

"Let's go out today. Bill and Charlie want to meet up with me and the boys. You too of course... Like those package deals…Muggle clothes. Can I kiss you?"

"You look so cute when you're rambling Harry. Please, I'd love to kiss you. Wasn't too sure where we stood after last night?"

And this time as they kissed both of them thought that really their body should stop reacting like this. After all they had kissed thoroughly last night. And at this rate they'd be in a bed before they were fully emotionally ready for that and what sex would mean for them.

It was Teddy's laughter that broke up their kissing. He clapped and squealed and giggled and enjoyed his merriment because he knew a secret that Draco and Harry weren't privy to.

As they got ready to leave they heard the roaring of the floo. Harry was surprised to see Narcissa Malfoy standing prim and proper and looking like she'd like to be anywhere else. A side glance at Draco showed Harry that Draco was just as surprised, if not more as Harry.

"Mother, I wasn't expecting you." Draco queried.

"I missed you Dragon, and I wanted to see where you spending your time. It's unbecoming to forget your parents. Your father misses you."

"I woke up and the Malfoy ring was on my night stand. Do you know the first thing I thought about? That Father had died. And how did you think I feel. He could've talked to me Mother. And I refuse until he apologizes to me." Draco voiced kept rising till at the end of his statement he was all but yelling.

"Watch your tone Draco, I might no longer be the Head of Malfoy but that was by choice and don't you dare raise your voice to your mother."

Apparently no longer glamoured Lucius Malfoy stood in Harry house looking for the entire world as if he owned it. And Harry was sure he was watching the Wizarding version to the Muggle soap opera Petunia used to watch all the time.

"Choice, you gave up by choice. After how hard you worked to get it after Abraxas death? Even if it was by choice, you could've spoken to me. I thought you overdosed on potions in an empty room in the manor or that you had AK'd yourself or any other number of things. I thought I was an orphan that I wasn't worth a goodbye. And then I see you after I inherit the ring and I you didn't even acknowledge me. So, I need an apology from you for your actions Father." Draco stood his ground on this. He wouldn't allow his father to belittle his feelings anymore. Screw Malfoy rules. No longer would Draco bottle is feelings over some insane believe that it made you less of a pureblood to show that he had emotions like all other humans.

"Mr. Malfoy, either apologize or leave. It'd do you good to remember you are here uninvited and I have no problems kicking you out if you being here will upset Draco." said Harry.

"Lucius, I won't become any more estranged from my son. Draco, your father is miserable thinking you hate him. Tell him Lucius, when he thought you were in danger he begged the Dark Lord to see if you were okay. Even after Mr. Potter testified and we didn't lose our possession he would've given it all up if you didn't have to go through it. Tell, him Lucius, I was the one that held you while you cried when you thought Draco hated you. I can't deal with a war in my family not after barely surviving the war." Narcissa said passionately.

"Not to air our business to all and sundry but I am sorry." Lucius said with a sneer.

"Come back when you can say it without a sneer in your voice and on your face." Harry said.

"He wouldn't have said it if he didn't mean it Harry. I accept Father." Draco supplied.

"Where are the babies going? Can I hold them?" The gleam in Narcissa's eyes had Harry worried. He was about to tell Narcissa to go to hell when he realized that Teddy was her grandnephew and with the way things were heading with the Weasley and Andromeda, the closest things his children would have to grandparents.

"I'll need an unbreakable vow that you won't ever intentionally hurt them, help anyone to hurt them and will guard them with your life if they are in arms ways while in your care." Harry demanded.

When Narcissa raised he wand, Harry arched his eyebrows questioningly to Lucius.

"Surely, you don't think me capable of hurting babes?"

"You've tried to kill me enough times and once served a megalomaniac who tried to kill me as a baby. I think my paranoia is the right amount. Some might argue I'm not paranoid enough. 'Constant Vigilance' and all that." Harry said.

In answer Lucius raised his wand and the unbreakable vow was cast.