A/N: So the author's note from before still stands. But I had a little time on my hands and decided to write just one short chapter. I hope you like it and I hope you stay patient with me :). Please read the author's note on the chapter before this.

"I thought we were in Grimmauld Place before though?" Harry looked at Draco skeptically.

He rolled his eyes. "We were, but I decided that's probably not the best idea because Greyback knew about that place. He, luckily, doesn't know about this place since it's invisible to the naked eye. Like I told you before."

"Okay, but why can't we just go back to my family? I'm sure they are worried sick and I need to see James."

Draco slammed down the paper onto his lap and scowled once more. "You ask so many questions, Potter. You are still very injured. Yes, I noticed you wince a while ago when you woke up. You don't fool me. Plus even with the wards up at your place it's still not safe for you. Your body needs to heal first."

Harry frowned, all he wanted to do was to see his family again and make sure James was alright. Every time he closed his eyes he could still see James's scared teary face when he was there in the cage. It broke Harry's heart to see his son so hurt over him. But then an idea struck him. He didn't know if Draco would agree but he needed this more than anything.

"Can James come here?"

Draco choked on his tea. "Excuse me?"

"I know I can't go there and I know you don't want anyone to know about this place but he's my son. It'd only be him. I am dying to see my other children and Ginny to but James needs me the most right now. Please Draco." He was hoping Draco would allow his son to come to the manor. They both needed each other.

Draco licked his lips in deep thought. I don't see the harm in his son coming, but if I bring his son here then his wife will want to tag along. And that can't happen. On the other hand if I do bring him here would it be dangerous? No of course not no one knows about this place but me and Potter. And soon to be James Potter. He huffed looking at Harry with narrowed eyes. "I swear Potter, if he mouths about this place to anyone, you'll regret it."

"Thank you, Draco." Harry smiled brightly like a four year old child but he didn't care. But then another thought crossed his mind and his heart sank. "What about your other manor?"

"What about it?" Draco had gone back to the paper, not really reading it but contemplating on when he should bring James over. The thought of two Potter's being in the house made him shiver.

"They've over taken your house, and even though you have this one, will you be going back?"

Draco dropped the paper in his lap once more, but this time in a slow and steady pace. Furrowing his eyebrows he thought about it for a moment. Was it worth it going back there? No, he didn't really like the place much anymore than he liked being in the war. He only stayed in the house for his mother's sake. "In all honesty that place was dreadful. I hate it there, so no I won't be bothered with going back."

Harry nodded, content with all the question making. Now he just had to wait until his son would be coming, which he had no clue since Draco didn't seem ready to get up and get him. He just hoped James was alright.

An hour later Harry was asleep and Draco stood by the fire. He had his mother connect his floo to Harry's. He didn't let Harry know about it because he was afraid of him asking about bringing his family over. But he couldn't say no about his son. He'd want the same thing if it were him in Harry's situation. So as he cleared his head and took a handful of powder, stepped in the fireplace, and yelled 'Harry's home' and disappeared.

Everyone was up and in the living room sitting quietly. James sat curled up to his mother and the other kids watched tv. Narcissa was sitting in a chair feeling very uncomfortable but Ginny had convinced her to stay under the protection also. She was grateful to Ginny to care, but she also felt like she was intruding. She was shaken from her thoughts as the fireplace glowed green and Draco stepped out coughing.

He brushed his clothes off and looked at everyone in the room, his eyes stopping on his mother. "Mother, you're still here?"

"Ginny insisted I stay under the protection. She said she didn't want them to find out I helped. Sweet girl." Narcissa smiled at Ginny.

Ginny stood up looking at Draco with pained eyes. "Is Harry alright? Where is he? Can we see him?"

Draco just put up his hand to stop her questions. "I swear you're almost as worse as Potter with all the questions. Yes he's alright, he's healing and no you may not see him yet. He is currently sleeping and still pretty weak. He needs to heal before he can come home and we need to figure out how to get the three deatheaters back into Azkaban before he returns home anyway."

Ginny sunk back to the couch fresh tears trailed down her cheeks. "So why are you here?"

Draco sighed looking down at the kids then back up to Ginny, Ron, and Hermione. "Harry has asked me if James could come and visit him. I have agreed but only he can come back with me. I know this is hard for you…Ginny…but he's very weak and he's in a place that is securely hidden. One of my second homes is invisible to people that don't know about it. So I'd like to keep it that way. Now if it's alright with you, Harry would like to see James." Draco tried to smile at them, it was small but it was still there.

James shot up from the couch and looked at his mother. "Can I go see dad mom? Please?"

"Just take care of him please, both of them?" Draco nodded take James's hand and walking into the fireplace. "Oh and Draco…"

He looked at her. "Yes?"

"Thank you." He nodded and he and James disappeared into the fireplace.

Once they came out of the fireplace James ran straight to his father, who was now sitting up in bed. But once Harry saw James his face lit up and he held his arms out for him. James jumped on the bed and wrapped himself around his father, tears falling down his face. He held James liked that for the longest time, running his hands through his son's hair while he cried. He said soothing words in his ear and rubbed his back. They sat like that for what felt like an hour.

Harry noticed Draco had left to room, probably to give him and his son time alone, but he still wanted to say thank you once again to him. Having James in his arms once again made him feel much better.

James was still crying in Harry's arms. "Shh it's okay son, I'm here. I'm alright."

"Don't ever…leave me again. I love…you dad." He talked between sobs and put his face in Harry's neck.

He kept rubbing his son's back in soothing patterns. "I won't I promise. We are both safe son. Have your nightmares gone away?"

He only nodded keeping his face in his father's neck, not wanting to lose contact with him. "Good. Now go to sleep, you look tired."

James's head shot out from his father's neck and his eyes were wide. "I don't want to sleep, I just got you back. Please don't make me leave."

Harry sighed. "I would never make you leave son, you'll be sleeping here with me. Don't worry I'll be here when you wake up. Just rest your head on my chest. I promise I won't leave." He slid down to a laying position so his son could lie against him.

James wrapped his arms around his father again and rested his head on Harry's chest. Closing his eyes, he finally felt comforted to have his father back. With the feeling of Harry's hands running through his hair and his chest moving his head up and down slightly, James fell into a deep sleep for the first time in a few weeks.