A/N: I am so sorry that this is so late and so short also. College has been so busy and I'm trying to write my other story :Lily and Scorpius. Plus I'm trying to write my own novel so I've been a bit distracted. Hope you enjoy this chapter anyway.

Chapter 7

Harry and Draco sat silently, Harry sitting up in bed and Draco sitting on the edge. Harry's pain started to subside due to the potion Draco gave him and looked awkwardly at Draco with curiosity.

Draco turned toward Harry noting the staring. "Do you see something you like? Or am I just too dreadfully disgusting?"

Harry shook his head a smile playing on his face. "Neither, I was just thinking of what just occurred recently." Then Harry's face paled. "My children, Ginny."

Draco raised his hand to calm Harry's thoughts. "Safe, they all are, even Ron and Hermione. While you were asleep I contacted my mother and sent her over to your place. She put up safety wards powerful enough to even keep Greyback out. She did the same thing to the Weasley's place. And only the floo network in your house will allow Ron and Hermione to get through."

Harry's eyes widened and his heart slowed at the mention of them being alright. "Your mother? Narcissa Malfoy? The one who also tried to kill me in the past?"

"Like I said, we did it out of fear at the time. She's grateful to you and thinks she also owes herself to you. You are the one that saved the wizarding world and my family, not including my father, are not the only ones who think we owe you everything. There are plenty of people that would jump at the idea of trying to save the-boy-who-lived-multiple-times." He chuckled. "I don't think you even understand how much gratitude goes out to you."He stared straight into Harry's eyes with a small smile crossing his lips but disappearing at remembering something that was unknown to Harry.

"Thank you, Draco Malfoy. You don't owe me anymore; I assume that I now owe you for saving my life and protecting my family."

He shook his head. "Harry Potter, you are impossibly dimwitted if you think you owe me anything."

Ginny, Ron and Hermione sat on the couch in Harry's home. They sat there quietly trying to think of a way to save Harry from the hands of those demons. Hermione was battling with herself for not being able to think of anything. She was supposed to be the brains of the group and yet nothing came to mind. Ron scrunched up his nose at thinking too hard. He knew he wasn't as smart as the two next to him but this was about his best mate and he hated his mind for being completely dumbfounded. Ginny wasn't concentrating; she was just too shaken up to try to think of a liable plan to get Harry out of this.

All of a sudden a noise from outside came and a knock on the door made the three jump. All of them grabbed their wands pointing it at the door. The door swung open and the face and body of Narcissa Malfoy appeared before them.

Narcissa raised her hands up to show she wasn't here to fight. "Please, I'm not here to be a bother. I came to you from a message from Draco."

Both Ginny and Hermione dropped their wands but Ron kept it pointed at her. "What does Draco want?"

Narcissa had tears welling in her eyes. "He has Harry in a safe place. Greyback, Goyle, and Barty brought Harry in a cage all chained up into Malfoy Manor without Draco's consent. When Greyback sent Draco to do some torturing to Harry he freed him and apparated Harry to a certain location that Greyback or the other two don't know about. He put up safety wards and is now working on curing Harry's wounds. As for me he sent me here to put up strong safety wards to protect you and the kids. Strong enough wards to keep even Greyback out."

With the new information fresh tears dropped from Ginny's eyes, Ron went stiff and Hermione looked shocked. Ron spoke first. "Why should we believe you? How do we know you aren't leading Greyback here?"

She was expecting accusations. "I don't blame you for not believing me when I tell you this but I am telling you the truth. I regret what I did in the past; I only did it out of fear and to try to keep my son alive. Since you now have children I expect you'd do anything in your power to keep them alive and I did just that. Now that the war is over and Voldemort is dead I don't live in fear. I am truly grateful for what Harry went through and for what he did for the wizarding world. I owe him my life and I plan on helping him by keeping you all safe. Now before any other discussion that we can continue later I need to work on the wards." And with that Narcissa Malfoy walked around the outside of the house waving her wand. She put up the strongest safety wards possible as the three watched in pure shock.

Ginny breathed slowly. "I hope Harry is alright."

Ron looked at her. "Do you believe Narcissa?"

Hermione nodded. "She seems very sincere and shaken up about the whole situation. She is right though Ron. If our children were in Draco's position I'd do anything to try to keep them safe. Even if that meant being in Narcissa's position also."

Ron didn't seem too convinced. "But Draco Malfoy taking care of Harry? C'mon you at least have to admit there's something very wrong about all of this. Draco hates Harry and seeing Harry get tortured would be like Christmas to him." He clenched his teeth together in anger.

"Right now Ron all we can do is hope she's telling the truth and that Harry is alright." Ginny hugged her brother.

Harry opened his eyes to a bowl of soup being set down on the table beside his bed. He looked up to see Draco looking down at him with a scowl on his face.

"Ah, the famous Malfoy scowl." He sat up in bed and couldn't decide if his stomach was hungry or if it wasn't.

"What famous scowl?"

Harry shrugs "You scowl when you dislike something or someone or when you're angry about something."

For the first time in a long time Draco smiles on the inside, finally someone recognizes something he does. "I may scowl but you are a magnet to danger."

Harry smiled slightly; he couldn't disagree with him on that one. From the moment he was born he had a death sentence on his name, but death never actually came. Somehow he managed to get out of near death situations. "I can't disagree with you on that one."

Draco dropped lazily in the chair near Harry's bed smirking for a second. "Eat your soup Potter."

"Did you make it yourself?"

"It may surprise you Potter, but I do know how to cook certain things." He unfolded the Daily Prophet across his lap and didn't look up toward Harry again for a long period of time.

Awkward silence filled the room as Draco read and Harry ate the soup slowly, cautiously. Many questions were racing through Harry's head like: Why couldn't they go back to his family? Are you sure your mother did the spells like asked? How can I surely trust you? And so on and so on, but he wasn't sure how to ask Draco any of these without making him upset and leave before answering any of the questions.

But the main question on his mind slipped out of his mouth before stopping himself. "Where are we exactly?"

Draco looked up from his paper. "My other manor in Ireland."

Harry frowned "You have two manors? And what makes you think Greyback won't look here?"

"No one knows about this manor. Only myself and well now you. Plus it's invisible to anyone who doesn't know about it. So now only you and I can see it. It was one of my ideas after the war ended so I could hide away and be away from the world." He looked back at his newspaper.

"Oh well…thanks."

"Just don't tell anyone about this place Potter, and I mean anyone. Your family included."

Harry looked at Draco with soft eyes and smiled a small but noticeable smile. "Deal."