Chapter 2:

After what seemed like a lifetime Severus found himself shouting into his Floo for Lucius. He had just finished giving Draco a bath, some warm soup and clothes and some potions for his head ache and cold. He had also healed some very large bruises and broken bones he had found while giving the boy his bath. Plus the boy seemed to have been suffering from hypothermia, he suspected from having been out in the cold for days on end.

"Severus? How nice to see you. You know that you are the only one that calls at this hour of the night, wait or should I say morning? Is there some sort of problem that you need me for?"

"Do you love your son?" Severus' face hardened as he stared at his long time friend.

"Yes I loved my son. Severus why does this matter?"

"I didn't ask you if you loved him, I had asked if you Love him Lucius." Severus snarled into the fire.

"Yes of course, I always will love my son regardless if he is with us or not. Now what are you getting at Snape? Lucius never called him Snape unless he was really angry.

"It matters because I think I have found your son! I think you should quickly come though the fl-"

Whoosh!

"oo" Severus finished as he looked up and saw Lucius standing there, in his living room, in his dressing gown. He was looking wildly around the room, as if thinking Draco would be right there when he came though.

"Well where is he Snape? Where is the boy you call my son?"

"I put him to bed about a half hour ago Lucius." Severus answered rather annoyed at his friend.

"Why didn't you call me as soon as he got here." He snarled at Severus.

"I put him to bed because he was soaking wet, starving and rather sick!" Severus replied, trying to keep his anger in check.

"Oh…Well…could you please take me to him?" Lucius asked becoming slightly calmer.

"This way, and be quiet so you don't wake him." Severus then led Lucius to his spare room, which he had decided to let Draco occupy for the time being.

Severus could see the emotions flooding Lucius face, he knew that the man was hoping beyond everything else that this boy was his son. He remembered when the man behind him had given up hope that he would ever find his son alive, he had held on longer than his wife, but still gave in to what he thought was the inevitable.

"There you go." Severus said with a small smile as he opened the guest room door.

"That can't be my Draco." Severus heard Lucius say.

"Why not?" Severus asked with an inquisitive brow.

"Because he looks way to young."

"Oh, I don't think so." Severus replied, sounding slightly sad.

"But.. How?" Lucius asked looking confused.

"If someone is abused or malnourished, they usually will be smaller then average for their age-"

"ABUSED,: Lucius gasped.

"Let me finish Lucius! I did a medical scan on Draco and he is defiantly malnourished and showed signs of abuse."

"You mean he was refused food?" Severus glared at him for a moment.

"Lucius! You need to be quiet! Draco needs sleep more then anything right now. So let him rest." Severus saw Lucius look down at his hands and then saw the man pull a picture from his pocket.

Severus walked over to look at the picture, that was putting a small smile on his friends face. He saw that it was a picture of Narcissa and a four year old Draco waving out to them. Severus remembered it was a picture taken the day before Draco was taken.

"And this is what happened to you?" Severus heard Lucius whisper at the picture. Several minutes passed before Severus spoke.

"Lucius?"

"Yes..?"

"You never went into great detail with the Prophet and you never did tell me, what happened the night Draco disappeared?" Severus saw the expression come across his friends face and wished he never had asked.

Lucius gave a sigh before he started to speak.

"I supposed I should tell someone, instead of keeping it inside. He was taken from us. 'Cissa and I had put Draco to be and hour or so before and went to bed ourselves, when we heard Draco scream. I got up and ran out the door, but ended up tripping on one of Draco's toys in the hall along the way, spraining my ankle. "Cissa stopped to help me up and then we continued to run to Draco's room. He wasn't there, but the window was open. We looked outside and all we saw was a man, holding Draco in his arms. I went to cast a hex at him, but I was too late, they were already gone by the time I pulled out my wand. It was all my fault!" Lucius smashed his fist on the side table.

"Lucius, I know you are upset but you need to be quiet or I will take you out of the room!" Severus barked as Draco started to stir and groan. Severus stepped over to Draco's side of the bed and in front of Lucius as the boys eyes opened.

"Severus?" Draco mumbled out "Is it already morning?"

"Go back to sleep, Draco, it is not morning yet and you have a long day ahead of you." Severus smiled.

"Okay…" Draco replied and dozed back off to sleep.

Lucius looked confused and lost, 'Why didn't you let him see me?"

"He needs to rest Lucius. He looked exhausted when I found him, Also he would be terrified if he saw someone he didn't know looking over him like you are." Severus said before he thought of something.

"Draco was your only child, most parents would never stop looking for them, they would never stop until they had them home. Why did you and Narcissa do to try and find him?"

"Everything we could! We called the Aurors; they said that they would try to find him but never found any clues. One time the kidnappers got ahold of us when we were in muggle London. On one of those phone things. We said name any price, but we couldn't give them what they wanted."

"What price could be to great to get your son back." Severus eyed him.

"They wanted his soul of all things. That's his little fire, his magical aura! Severus, you of all people should understand! You have seen people who have been kissed! All they are is an empty shell. They can eat and sleep, some can walk around if you guide them but that is all they can do! We would rather have Draco with them then see him like that. I would have never been able to see my smiling Draco when he is with them or I would be able to see him but he would never smile, or have any kind of emotions ever."

"It was a rather hard decision I suppose." Severus said as he put his chin in his hand.

"They even put Draco on the line begging to come home. Do you know how hard it was to tell him it was all going to be okay but that his Momma and Poppa weren't going to come get him? Children grow up playing games where they get saved and are rescued by their parents! They think that they will always be saved by you! That no matter what happens you will be there to scare the monsters out from under their bed. After a while 'Cissa couldn't take it any more and hung up the phone. That was the last time I ever herd Draco's voice again. We never got rid of his toys in his room. It's all there. We had charms on the room so it wouldn't get covered in dust. It was to help 'Cissa pretend that Draco was just out with a relative. She stopped pretending shortly before she died." Lucius' voice died at the end of his story and let one small tear fall down his cheek.

"Let's hope that this is your Draco then." Severus replied as he watched his friend.