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Draco's Story	By : haileybeth Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 22211 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Toddy entered the court room praying that they would listen to him, they had never had an update on Draco, and he hoped they would have a heart. “Good evening Minister.” He bowed addressing the court; he was pleased to see Minister Kingsley.

“You called us because of a concern with Mr. Malfoy?” Kingsley asked hoping that Draco was alright.

“I have…” Toddy nodded before launching into telling the courts what had transpired the previous night and what he wanted to do to keep it from happening again. “Mr. Henly has a personal vendetta against the Malfoy family, he doesn’t care if it wasn’t Draco; all he cares about is the fact that Draco is a Malfoy.” Toddy finished looking at the angry faces of the court. “I would also like to request visitation rights, for Severus, Harry, Mrs. Black, and the children, Draco has a daughter that he has never seen and I believe it will do him good to know his child.”

“Isn’t Mr. Potter expecting?” One asked knowing about the pregnancy through the telling’s of the Daily Profit. She looked concerned about letting a pregnant person visit a psych ward where there were dangerous patients. “And isn’t Mr. Malfoy classified as dangerous?”

“Yes, but I do not know why, there are no notes about why he was classified this way. He has displayed no aggression; over the years that he has been there he has had no incidents of fighting, or hurting anyone on the ward, he has complied with demands and just wants to see his family.” Toddy knew at the moment they said ‘dangerous and pregnancy’ that they would not allow Harry the visits he desperately needed. Watching as the court members muttered he turned to the minister and continued. “Mr. Potter is dependent on the bond he has with Severus and Draco, being separated as long as they have is causing all of them damage. I need to reunite them, if I don’t I may lose all three of them leaving the children alone.” He decided that he needed to play the bond card, if it was the only way then so be it!

“Give us a moment Healer.” Kingsley turned to the members as Toddy sat to wait for their decision. Talking softly he wondered if it would be best to reunite the family, he wanted to get Draco home but he knew that the other member’s wouldn’t go for that yet. “I think we should grant the Healers request and reunite them.” He stated softly as protests broke out.

“Minister! You want to put children and a pregnant man in harm’s way to make this known Deatheater happy?” One asked looking irate at the suggestion.

“These children are his family and Draco may bare the mark but looking at his file he never did anything!” Kingsley snarled. “I believe he was forced into the mark, I don’t think he ever wanted it!” he snarled.

Toddy watched as the argument broke out and he felt his heart sink, this was not going to work out like he wanted and he knew it. Wishing that he dared to move closer to hear what was being said he shifted hoping that the debate wouldn’t last long, he needed to get back to Draco. After sitting on the hard bench for what seemed like an hour they finally turned to him, “Yes sir.”

“We will grant the move, but will only allow Severus and Mrs. Black to visit at this time, we need proof that he is not dangerous and we need proof that he is not going to cause problems.” Kingsley said softly clearly not pleased that he didn’t get his way. “Now that you are taking care of him we would like weekly updates. What are your goals for him Healer?” Kingsley asked wanting to know what the Healer wanted from them and what to expect from the reports. He was pleased that the Healer was willing to work with Draco, the last Healer he had not liked, and didn’t like how she never told them anything.

“I would like to have him placed home by Christmas,” hearing the uproar he held up his hands to forestall them, “Please listen! I have proof that Draco is not a willing Deatheater; he has done nothing wrong and is being punished for his father’s crimes! I am not saying that I want to just throw him back into society, what I want to do is slowly integrate him back into home life, start off with an hour visit a week, then a day, then two days and so on as long as he behaves! If he starts acting out of accordance with what we set then we pull these visitations from him, if he does well then we allow him home!” he reasoned.

“If these reports are in line, then we will consider it but there will be strict rules in place!” Kingsley nodded, “The move is allowed and the visits with Severus and Mrs. Black, that is all for today!” he closed the hearing.

Toddy nodded and moved out quickly, to get back to his charge.

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Draco looked up from his book as the door opened seeing the look in the Healers eyes he sighed. “I have to go back to the ward don’t I?” he asked clearly not wanting to set foot back in his old rooms.

“Actually, no, I will be moving you to another hospital, come, we leave right now.” Toddy helped him to his feet, he had cleared the discharge through the other Healer and now he wanted him out of there. Taking Draco he waited until he was steady on his feet before activating the potkey that would take them to his new home. Appearing in the lobby of the Saint Mary’s Magical Hospital in Ireland he was pleased that the head of the hospital was waiting for them. “Hello Healer Rachael.”

“Hello Healer Toddy, Mr. Malfoy, welcome, I will show you to your room, and will explain the rules and expectations.” She smiled showing them the way. As they walked she told him the rules, no going into other rooms, no fighting, take your meds when asked to and on. Stopping by a door she opened it to show him a room that had its own private garden. “Healer Toddy told us you like gardens…”

Draco stood there shocked, he had a real bed and sheets, he had a desk, a bookcase, his own bathroom and the gardens, this was more than he had ever thought to have, and then he realized he had not entered a locked ward. “This is more than I could have ever hoped for…thank you.” He whispered slowly moving into the room to look around. “I noticed the ward is not locked…”

Rachael smiled “It’s not, I trust Toddy when he tells me that you will behave and I think you have been locked up enough, lunch will be here soon and visitations are on Saturdays and Thursdays. I will let you get settled.” She left them alone knowing that Toddy would handle Draco.

Toddy set a box on the desk and expanded it, “I have letters for you, your Lillian was so thrilled to hear from you.” He set the letters beside the box and grinned as he sat down.

“When she said visitation, was she saying that I will get to see my family again?” he asked wanting to be hopeful but he hide that hope behind his masks.

“They are going to allow Severus and your Mum.” Toddy smiled softly seeing the happiness in his eyes for a brief moment before it was gone. At that moment Toddy knew that he was used to hiding his feelings and keeping them to himself.

“Not Harry? Not the kids?” Draco swallowed hard holding back the pain that came with knowing he was not going to see his Harry or the kids. He was grateful for getting to see anyone, and he would take it.

“I’m afraid so, we have to prove that you are not dangerous…” Toddy forestalled the outburst he could see coming. “I know that you are not dangerous Draco, but they don’t let’s prove them wrong.” He was pleased to see Draco settle down as quickly as he did. Watching as the young man moved to the private garden he followed but didn’t press anything, he wanted Draco to talk on his own.

“It hurts that I can’t see the kids or Harry but to be able to hold my Mum and Severus again will be so wonderful.” He confessed softly. “Growing up Mum and Severus were my world, they did everything they could to protect me, and even when things got bad they never turned away from me. They never treated me as if I was the one to blame, even when Father laid into me about grades and not doing as well as other students. I remember one time, I was in school Blaise was always a touch better than me, not that I minded, and then the apprentice Blackwell was discovered by Father and he became livid. He was angry that I was not an apprentice. For you see Jade Blackwell was my age.”

Toddy knew that he was talking about Harry’s other persona and nodded as he made a few notes. “What happened the day your Father found out about Jade’s apprenticeship?” he asked softly.

FLASHBACK!

Draco stood in front of his Father silently listening to him rant about how he had failed him again. Watching his Father pace the small area between the desk and fireplace he waited knowing that he was about to be punished for something that was out of his control. “Father, it is not my fault that Blackwell is an apprentice, I don’t make those choices…” he protested knowing that he shouldn’t have.

Lucius turned to his son, his silver eyes dark as he advanced on the young boy, “Strip! And Kneel!” he snarled “I think you not only need a lesson about this but about how to properly speak to those who your superiors…” he snarled.

Draco knew at that moment he should have kept his dammed mouth shut, he was tired though, tired of being treated that he was no good at anything, when Severus was talking about apprenticing him. Knowing that he had better not dawdle he removed his clothing and knelt with his hands clasped before him. “Father may I speak?” he asked knowing that if he didn’t have permission he would get it worse.

“NO! Nothing you say to me will reprieve you!” He snarled as he picked up his wand. “You will address me as Master! Do you understand?!” He demanded not giving his son any other options.

“Yes…Master.” Draco whispered his voice cracking on the last word, it wasn’t fair, he wasn’t a pet, or slave, he was his son!

“Today you will learn to respect me, count!” Lucius snarled as he began to lash his son.

Draco felt the whip on his back and called out “One!”

“WRONG! It’s one Master!” Lucius snarled “Start over!” He brought the whip down again on his back again.

“One Master!” Draco chocked fighting against the pain as he continued to count until he got to fifteen. “Fifteen!” he gasped not realizing he forgot Master.

“Wrong again! Start over!” Lucius snarled watching the blood smear across Draco’s back.

“Father, Master please! I can’t! I won’t fail again I swear just please stop!” Draco begged sagging against the floor, his forehead touching the cold marble. “Please!”

“You will continue from the beginning!” Lucius snarled as he began again.

Draco counted “Twenty Master!” he heard the whip fall to the floor as he was ordered to stand. Hearing his Father order him to spread his legs, it was if he was hearing down a tunnel, or stuck in a pond of water. Everything was garbled but his subconscious mind seemed to know what his so called Father wanted from him.

Lucius smirked as he reached for something he had hidden in a drawer, not bothering to prepare or use lubrication he rammed a phallus into his son. “You will leave that in until I take it out, now get out of here.” He cast a spell to keep it the thing in place as he turned to his desk.

Draco stood slowly feeling the pain radiate down his back, and legs. Feeling the phallus shift deeper into him he bit his lip to keep from crying out in pain. Knowing that his mum was out he slowly walked to his room, hoping his elf was waiting for him.

END OF FLASHBACK!

“It hurt that Father never saw me, for me, he always compared me to other people and students and I hated it. Why wasn’t I good enough for him?” He muttered not truly looking at the Healer as he spoke, his eyes were unfocused and he was looking off past the fence that surrounded them. “Because he was mentally messed up, he was damaged and nothing was good enough for him.”

“I think that you are right, I also believe that your Father was so concerned with power and how to gain that power that he didn’t care who he hurt to get it. Your Father was a sick man, and no one realized until it was too late.” Toddy called for a hospital elf and asked for a cool glass of milk for Draco.

“Do you think that I will do that to my children? They say that the cycle of abuse will always repeat itself, I can’t do that to them. I would rather stay locked away…”Draco took the glass of milk, his hands shaking as he thought about hurting his children, he couldn’t do it.

“I truly do not think that you are capable of harming your children like this even under extreme duress, I believe you would harm yourself first.” Toddy reassured pleased that Draco was asking these questions and not just sitting silent. “Have there been times when your son has come under threat of harm?” he asked wanting to make Draco see what he was seeing. Seeing Draco nod he asked softly. “What happened? What did you do?”

Draco took a shuttering breath remembering the night his son had been threatened. “My boy was sick, he had been crying all day, nothing I did calmed him. His Father came home, started ranting that he was worthless, and that I had birthed a mistake, he pulled his wand…” Draco shook his head “I threw myself in front of it, I was hit with the Crucio, he was going to Crucio my baby. I begged for my son’s life that night…”

Toddy saw the tears in his eyes, and noticed how Draco never once said who the child’s Father was. That concerned him and he knew he had to ask a hard question. “You see Draco, you would die rather than see harm come to your children. Draco I know this may be hard, but I need to ask you. Is your Father your son’s Father?”

“No, thank God, but I am not ready to say who his Father is yet.” He whispered, truth was only four others truly knew who his son’s Father was, one was his son.

“I understand but I am grateful that you don’t have to know that pain as well as the pain you already know.” Toddy nodded making a few more notes on his chart.

Draco watched him a moment, clearly thinking about what Toddy was saying; it made him feel better to hear someone tell him that he had the makings to be a good Dad. “I miss my son, and Harry’s and I wish I could see my girl.” He whispered sipping his milk, “I miss them all so much.”

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Toddy put his papers down, he couldn’t understand how Draco was sane, in reality he shouldn’t be, but he would fight to prove that he was. He liked the fact that Draco was talking to him and not hiding behind his barriers, the only problem he was seeing was the fact that Draco had not once shed a tear over what he was retelling. It wasn’t healthy, he needed to cry a little and let out all of the pent out emotions that he was holding in. Looking over his notes he pondered how to get that barrier to brake, had he ever cried in front of anyone? Nodding he knew who could answer that, Severus or Narcissa. His appointment with Harry was on the marrow so he would wait for now. Now, he was going to lock up his note, eat something for dinner, and go to bed, tomorrow would take care of itself, somehow.

Tbc
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