Harry flinched as he entered the house he'd grown up in. His aunt glanced at him and rushed him into the kitchen. Dudley started at the sight of him. A man Harry knew very well was sitting next to him. The man stood and looked around wanting to flee.

"Bill." Harry nodded and sat. Bill sat again and pulled at his collar. "Tell me how you met my cousin, Bill."

Bill blinked.

"He came looking for you." Bill said instantly, "He and your aunt got into the Leaky Cauldron. Fred and George held them hostage in their shop while summoning Snape." He stopped as if waiting for a question. "Your aunt kept asking for him."

"They know each other."

"Yes, well, Snape came told them you were fine that no one knew where you were and to get out of the Wizard World and go back to the Muggle world where they belonged. "

"He was having a bad day then." Harry said mostly to himself though everyone heard him. " Go on."

"I was there and offered to take them home and explain , sort of, what happened. " Harry's eyes flashed. "I glossed over a lot. " Bill assured him. " Just what they needed to know."

Harry gave him a studying look. Then nodded.

"Fine." He relented. " I am here to inform you of the family I just left across the street." Petunia served dinner. "They are the Malfoy's." Bill choked on his food and Dudley quickly looked at him worriedly. " Lucius Malfoy is a Pure-blood Head of House. But was on the opposite side. But it was only to protect his family. He was forced to take the mark by his father. He didn't want to serve but did so to keep his family safe. "

"Really?" Bill asked, "Seriously? Please tell me you didn't just take his word for that, Harry?"

"We held a trial and I saw the memories under Truth Serum. " Harry replied, "I have bound his magic for one year. He is going to therapy and must live like a muggle during that time. " Harry hadn't touched his food. " His wife Narcissa asked to have her magic bound as well so she could go through the experience with her husband. She lied to the Dark Lord in the end. Telling him I was dead when i wasn't . " he rubbed his head. Flash backs were threatening him. "The son is Draco he was originally only supposed to have his magic bound so he could use first year spells but he chose to go through the same punishment as his father. We hated each other during school. He was forced to take the mark to protect his family after I got his father sent to Azkaban the first time. " he really rubbed his head. "They are on Parole . I manage their money and give them an allowance. They go to therapy and have to check in with me once a week. "

Dudley and Petunia glanced worriedly at each other.

"They know nothing of our world?" Petunia asked. Harry shook his head. Bill was frozen in shock he made a note to inform all living members of the Order. "Do you think they will let us help them?"

"I doubt Vernon would like that."

"Dad's dead." Dudley replied. Harry looked at his cousin. "He died of a heart attack the year we moved. A few months after as a matter of fact. He never got to come home. We did a lot of thinking and we've accepted what we did was wrong..."

"I 'll talk to them tomorrow. " Harry stood, "I need to use your phone. Is it still in the same place?" Petunia nodded and Harry quickly went into the hall and dialed . "Hermione, I need you to come and get me. I'm at my aunts house. ... don't ask questions just get here ... fine."

He hung up and slid down the wall clutching his head. The memories were back.

Hermione parked in the drive way and ran up to number 4. She knew people were watching but didn't care. She was dressed as a Muggle and she was in a hurry. Bill Weasley greeted her at the door supporting Harry.

"He collapsed." Bill explained loud enough for everyone to hear. "He came over for dinner to talk to his cousin and Aunt. After awhile he asked to call you then collapsed. "

"Yes." Hermione said noting that the three of them looked worried and the Malfoy's across the street. " He's not been feeling well lately. I'll get him home and in bed. I'll take care of him don't worry."

Bill had strapped Harry in to the front seat of Hermione's car. She gave them a smile and a wave and drove off . She was worried and scared. Harry hadn't collapsed like this since they'd gone off to University together in America to get away from everything. They'd both been bad back then but Harry had frequent panic attacks and would collapse when the memories got to bad. He had had to start taking classes on line when it got so bad he refused to leave the apartment. They had moved back here only a year ago both having degrees. Hermione had admitted to use a few spells to take knowledge out of books and implant it her head. That's why she'd graduated so early. She'd breezed through everything so fast it had shocked the school. Harry had done lesson after lesson ahead of time to keep his mind on something anything. He had moved from one degree to three. Two being in Profiling and Criminal Justice. His first being Forensic Accounting.

Hermione drove to Grimmauld Place and let them in. She hadn't wanted to bring him back here but he had insisted. She lay him on his bed and changed him with Magic. She sighed and called for Kreacher to get her some tea. She already knew it was going to be a long night and this was going to set Harry back in his healing. He only ever left the house on Friday , and Wizengamont Meetings happened. Otherwise he stayed in. He hadn't even gone to the memorial services held at Hogwarts each year.

Sure enough Harry woke screaming an hour later.

Draco Malfoy opened the door to see Hermione Granger standing at his door with the people from across the street . He let them in and lead them to the kitchen.

"I'm sorry to have to come ." Hermione said as everyone sat down. "But Harry had a very rough night last night and is once again refusing to leave the house. " The Malfoy's noted she looked tired.

"Is Potter alright?" Narcissa found herself asking. " You said he refuses to leave the house?"

"Yes, since the war Harry has been experiencing Agoraphobia. " Hermione replied, everyone looked at her." Agoraphobia is a type of anxiety disorder in which you fear and often avoid places or situations that might cause you to panic and make you feel trapped, helpless or embarrassed.

With agoraphobia, you fear an actual or anticipated situation, such as using public transportation, being in open or enclosed spaces, standing in line or being in a crowd. The anxiety is caused by fear that there's no easy way to escape or seek help if intense anxiety develops. Most people who have agoraphobia develop it after having one or more panic attacks, causing them to fear another attack and avoid the place where it occurred.

People with agoraphobia often have a hard time feeling safe in any public place, especially where crowds gather. You may feel that you need a companion, such as a relative or friend, to go with you to public places. The fears can be so overwhelming that you may feel unable to leave your home.

Agoraphobia treatment can be challenging because it usually means confronting your fears. But with talk therapy (psychotherapy) and medications, you can escape the trap of agoraphobia and live a more enjoyable life." she quoted. "That's the definition. He's not been dealing with it that well and yesterday set of a serious attack so he's locked himself in his bedroom wardrobe again. "

"His wardrobe!" Narcissa cried hand on her heart in shock."Now why would he do that?!"

"Because it's bigger then the cupboard under the bathroom sink where he used to hide." Hermione replied, noting Petunia and Dudley seemed in pain at hearing this. "I spelled all the smallest places so he couldn't hide in them. I'm working on getting him to actually sleep in his bed but he freaks out when I try it."

"Are you together?" Draco asked, Lucius gave him a hard look. "I mean it's none of my business but you two have been close since school."

"Harry is like my little brother." Hermione laughed, "nothing else and don't worry, Draco Dudley asked me the same question." Dudley looked away blushing and scratched his cheek. He'd actually blurted it out as soon as she'd arrived this morning. "Now on to the matter at hand. This Petunia and Dudley Evans they have agreed to be your guides into the Muggle world as long as you teach them about the magical world. I think it would be a great opportunity for all of you."

"Why are you telling us this?" Draco asked, Lucius smacked him upside the head. "He couldn't have sent Longbottom or something?"

"I am to be your therapist . "Hermione explained, "and Neville is teaching at Hogwarts at the moment. you wouldn't have opened your door to Luna."

"No way." Draco agreed nodding his head. His parents frowned at him. "What? That girl is creepy!"

Hermione giggled at that.

"You would have been more excepting of the Weasley's I presume but except for George , Charlie and Bill we aren't talking to them." Hermione sighed, that was a sore subject with her as she had once loved Ron. " So really I was the only choice."

"We're supposed to speak to you?" Lucius asked, "Divine justice I would guess."

Hermione smirked at that.

"did Severus survive the war?" Lucius was staring out of the sliding door in to the yard. " I was going to ask Potter."

Hermione sighed.

"Please don't bring up Prof. Snape around Harry." She finally asked, the three Malfoy's stared at her in shock. " It's a very sore subject but no Prof. Snape did not survive. He was bitten by Nagini and we were unable to get anyone to him in time to save him. " she looked wistful at that. " Harry is very upset about that. " she added though it was more to herself. " I am very sorry. "

"What about Blaise?" Draco demanded, " Theo? Pansy?"

"They all evacuated when the school was evacuated. " Hermione cleared her throat. It was a good thing she'd come Harry would not have been able to stand this. "But they all came back to fight. " she smiled, "They fought on our side and all of them are safe. Blaise is seeing a mind healer and is in St. Mungos Mental Ward. He admitted himself. Theo is currently in Kathmandu with his wife Daphne Greengrass, and I'm going shopping with Pansy and Astoria tomorrow. I'll tell them you say hi. "

Draco was blinking rapidly. Holding in his reaction. His friends had come back and fought in the battle? But they were all okay and ...

"I have to see Blaise. " he spoke. He shook his head. "I mean am I allowed to see Blaise?"

"I will ask Harry." Hermione pulled out a cell phone and texted. She waited and a message popped up. "Oh, well it seems Harry has scheduled you two appointments at St. Mungos for check ups because of your stay in Azkaban. He wants me to take you of course. He also says that he thinks it would be good for Blaise if you stopped by."

Draco let out a sigh of relief.