AN: This idea came to me through a guest reviewer, who wanted to see how Harry fared if he was alone. Thanks, Anon! It might not be exactly what you hoped for, but here it is! I hope you like it!

AN: Bit of an altered timeline in this chapter. Draco is 15 years old.

"Okay, Pup, Remmie and I are going to visit friends for the day. If anything happens the phone is right here. There are snacks in the fridge. No using the oven or stove. Don't open the door for anyone. Draco has a key to use if he comes over. You'll be fine," in a few minutes, Harry was alone in the house.

"Yay, I'm alone!" Harry thought.

He played on his road rug with cars and trains on the floor in his room for a few hours before realizing he had to go to the bathroom. He crawled to the bathroom slowly and struggled to stand up using the bar in the wall as support. Slipping on the wood floor in his socks, Harry was unable to catch himself as he fell forward.

"Ow..." he tried to get up.

And couldn't. He panicked, screaming for help even though he knew he was alone.

"Daddy! It hurts! Daddy!"

After two hours of laying on the bathroom floor and wetting himself because of it, he heard the front door open and close.

"Help!"

"Harry?" footsteps ran down the hall as Draco's voice called out to him.

"Help! Dray, it hurts!"

"Wha- Oh my God... Baby, are you okay?" Draco righted the younger boy and sat him down in his lap, "Babe, what happened?"

"Was trying to get to the p-potty and I fell... and now I'm all wet!" Harry sobbed.

"Shh, it's okay. Are you hurt anywhere?"

"I don't know..."

"Well, let's get you in the bathtub and clean and then we'll see okay? Good boy, ohh..." as Draco sat a now nude Harry into the water.

"Daddy..."

"It's okay Harry. I'm calling Remus and Sirius right now. Hey Remus, it's Draco. I'm with him right now. It seems he fell while trying to get to to the toilet. It seems he was there for awhile when I found him because he had wet himself. He has a bruise on the inside of his lower right leg and a twisted right ankle. Okay. They're coming Babe, it's okay now," Draco carded his hand through Harry's dark hair.

"Pup!" feet came pounding down the hall.

"Cub!" Remus and Sirius rushed into the bathroom, "I'm so sorry!" Remus lifted Harry out of the bathtub, "Why don't we get you dressed for bed and then we can see about that ankle, hm? Good boy. We'll make you all better, I promise," as Remus carried Harry out of the room on his hip, Sirius and Draco following.

"You're going to make me all better?"

"All better."

"You're not going to leave me?"

"Not until you're much, much older, Pup," as Sirius, Remus, and Draco tucked a sleepy child into his bed.

"Okay..." and Harry dropped off to sleep, exhausted from a long, painful day.