I don't own Harry Potter, I am only playing with them for a little while before I put them back.
I am so sorry for how long it has taken me to get this chapter done. I got two reviews recently for it, MeinGimli and Cullengal101, if not for those two I might have gone a little longer without updating. So I sat down and started writing, and this is what I came up with. There maybe two more chapters after this one to finish this story off, but that would be it I think.
Thank you for sticking with me for so long and I do hope you enjoy this chapter.
Harry and Draco sat huddled together on a chair next to a bed in the Hospital Wing of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry held a letter in his hand, he had finished reading it and tears were streaming down his face along with Draco's.
"I can't believe he…" Draco trailed off not able to even say the word.
"Why didn't he talk to us?" Harry wondered softly as he reached out a hand and took the fragile looking hand of his son within it.
Madam Pomfrey once again bustled over and looked at the small family, "Mr Potter-Malfoy, your son will be fine, he is healing well and the blood has almost been replaced. I suggest as soon as he wakes you take him home with you." She told them.
"Yes Madam, thank you." Draco nodded softly, not taking his eyes off his son.
The two sat there, holding his hands as they waited for him to awaken. All the to of them wanted to do was to take him home and love him and keep him safe, they wished that they would have been able to stop any memory from Voldemort to come through at all, it was their worst nightmare that he would remember the things that had happened before he was re-born. They had hoped the memories would be lost.
"When he comes home we tell him everything," Draco said softly as he looked to the pale face of his eldest son.
Harry nodded his head as he gave Alban's hand a little squeeze. It wasn't much longer that Alban's eyes started to open, and settled on his parents. Harry was the first to notice and with tears in the older males eyes he smiled at his son.
"Alban, you silly child," he chided softly, getting the attention of Draco as he spoke.
Draco looked and smiled when he too saw that Alban was awake, "we have something very important to tell you. Though you should have told us you were having dreams, we would have been able to avoid so much of what has happened." He said softly giving his son a warm but sad look.
"I'm sorry," Alban whispered as he looked away from the two of them in shame. He didn't know why they were still acting like they loved him. How could they love him, he was an abomination, he had taken the life of their first son, who they never got chance to know. He didn't understand why his Papa had said this could have been avoided, would that mean that as soon as his Papa had found out would the two of them have killed him.
"If you are sorry for trying to kill yourself, we accept, but for anything else, there is no need for you to do so. You will understand when we get you home." Harry smiled softly. "We should be able to take you home soon, and your brother and sisters are already with Grandma Molly, they can stay there for a while, while we have a very serious talk." Harry just wished that he would be able to tell his son the truth now, but he didn't want anyone else knowing what he had done around seventeen years ago. He just hoped that he son would listen to what he and Draco would be telling him and realise that there was nothing for him to be sorry about and what he had written in the letter to them was nothing but what he thought and that it was all wrong.
Alban nodded his head but didn't say anything. He wondered if they would kill him in private. Though he had to wonder why they didn't just let him die when he had tried to kill himself then. Maybe they would let him die later on. That was the only thing he had wanted and that was death and someone stopped it. He didn't know whom it was that had saved him, he had been alone in the dorms.
Madam Pomfrey walked up to them when she heard the sound of voices. She smiled when she saw that Alban was awake. "Well, Alban, I hope you don't do something like this again, I would hate to see your fathers in such a state as they were when they found out what you had tried to do." She told him as she scanned him once again to make sure that nothing was wrong. "Well, you will have to take it easy and rest for a while, and talk with you parents." She told the teenager. It wasn't the first time that she had someone in her ward that had tried to kill themselves. She always recommended that they talked with their parents, since a lot of the time it helped them, though sometimes she would be the one that they talked to and confided in.
"Yes Madam Pomfrey." He said not arguing with her, even though all he wanted to do was to shout out whom he once was and for them to kill him and for it to all be over with.
"Can we take him home now, I just want him where I can watch over him and talk with him and understand what is going on." Harry said, even though he understood a lot more that what Madam Pomfrey knew.
"Yes, he can go home, just make sure that he takes it easy, he will need to rest to make sure that the blood replenisher work." She told him.
"Come on then Alban lets get you home." Draco said as he stood up and helped his eldest son get ready to go home.
Draco and Harry could see that Alban was reluctant to grow with them; there was even a little bit of fear in his eyes. But what broke the two of them was the guilt that shone through. The two of them saw that the fear within their son was growing and Harry did the only thing he could think of and he went to his eldest child and held him close, hoping to reassure him that he was still loved and no matter what he remember he meant the world to the two of them.
Alban wanted nothing more that to wrap his arms around his dad, but didn't dare to. Slowly Harry let him go and the three of them made their way to the floo within Madam Pomfrey's office. Through it they went, to their home and a talk that was long over due, but one that Harry and Draco had hoped would never be needed.
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