Lost And Found

Chapter Two - Un-break My Heart

~ Godric's Hollow ~

Draco sat Daniel down on the high chair, which had been moved outside. Hermione sat Isabella in the high chair next to Daniel and sat next to Ron on the other side of her. The two children were already firm friends, having been in the Hogwarts Kindergarten for two years now, along with Ginny and Dean's son, Michael.

"You guys have been inside a long time," commented Sirius, sitting opposite them. "The barbecue's almost done."

"We were talking about Harry," Hermione said quietly.

"About how he's not coming back," Draco said, equally softly as he sat down beside Daniel. He fiddled with his wedding and engagement rings on his finger.

"Of course he's coming back," Ron said angrily. "Harry wouldn't just desert you and Daniel. Why won't anyone listen to me? Something bad has happened to him."

"You read his journal, Ron," Draco said sadly. "He was depressed. He left because he couldn't handle it."

Draco sighed as he remembered the day Harry had left Hogwarts...

~ Harry, Draco and Daniel's Rooms At Hogwarts ~

Draco sank down on the couch and closed his eyes as he rested against the back of the couch. "Thank god he's asleep."

"Why don't you go to bed? I'll get him if he cries again," Harry said, not looking up from what he was writing at his desk.

"Thanks, honey," Draco said, gratefully. He was utterly exhausted. Thank god he had Harry to share the burden with. He kissed Harry on top of his head and left the room.

He fell onto their bed and was asleep almost instantly...

Hours later, Draco was woken by the sound of his three-month old son sobbing his heart out. He pushed himself up groggily.

"Harry?" he called out. There was no answer. Draco was still dressed from the day before so he hurried into Daniel's room and picked up his son.

"Shhh," he said soothingly. He felt Daniel's nappy. It was wet. "No wonder you're not happy, sweet pea. Come on, let's change your nappy."

Draco lay Daniel down on the change table and deftly changed the baby's nappy. When his son was dry, he picked him up and cuddled him.

"I love you, my beautiful baby boy," he said softly as he watched Daniel drift off to sleep. He gently lay the baby in the cradle and went to find his husband.

In the living room, Harry's things lay on his desk just as they'd been when Draco went to bed. Obviously he hasn't gone too far, Draco thought. He searched their four rooms (their bedroom, the bathroom, Daniel's room and the living room) but Harry wasn't there.

He's probably just gone to raid the kitchen, Draco told himself. He returned to their room and this time, changed into his pyjamas before getting into bed.

In the morning, Draco fed, bathed and dressed Daniel before showering and dressing himself (with the baby in the bathroom with him, since he couldn't leave Daniel alone). He placed Daniel in the baby carrier and carried him down to breakfast.

~ The Great Hall ~

Draco sat in his usual seat at the teacher's table. He placed Daniel's carrier in Harry's empty seat and glanced around. He couldn't see Harry anywhere.

"Hey, Draco, where's Harry? I need to speak to him about the new brooms coming next week," Ron said.

"I haven't seen him since last night," Draco admitted.

"Last night?" Hermione asked, sounding surprised.

"Yeah. He said he'd look after Daniel so I could sleep but I was woken by Daniel at 3am and Harry wasn't in our rooms," Draco said, starting to get worried.

"Hey, did you check the Marauder's Map?" Ron asked suddenly.

"Great idea. Watch Daniel for me, I'll be right back," Draco said, running out of the room.

Moments later, Draco ran back into the Great Hall with the map.

"His Firebolt is gone," he said anxiously. He handed Ron the map. The redhead activated it and searched for a Harry Potter dot.

Ron paled.

"What?" Hermione asked anxiously.

"He's not at Hogwarts," Ron said hoarsely. "He's gone."

He's gone.

That phrase had echoed in his mind for weeks after Harry had left. But now he felt like he could move on. Two years was a long time to wait for someone to come back.

Draco pushed all thoughts of Harry from his mind and forced himself to join in the conversations going on around him. He watched Sirius and his mother flirting and smiled. She deserved some happiness after all those years with Lucius.

"Draco!" Remus was calling out to him.

"What?" Draco asked, looking at Harry's replacement as Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher curiously.

"Are you going to the wedding this weekend?" Remus asked for the third time.

"Of course I am," Draco looked offended by the very question. "I'm the one who got them together, so of course I'm going to the wedding!"

"Sorry," Remus said, grinning at the blonde man. "I forgot your new profession of Matchmaker."

"I'm very good at what I do," Draco said, grinning at them all. "Head of Slytherin, Potions Master, and Matchmaker. Those are my official titles."

"Excuse me!" Hermione said, sounding offended but in reality she was stifling a grin too. "Who got Fred and Lavender together?"

"I'd like you to meet my Matchmaking partner," Draco said, gesturing to Hermione. "Without her invaluable assistance, this match would never have been possible."

"And now I am about to take on the most difficult match of my illustrious career," Hermione announced.

"Who?" Angela asked, laughing at their theatrics.

"Draco," Hermione said, glancing at her best friend.

"Hey! I didn't agree to that," Draco protested.

"I'm sorry, Draco, but you need a man," Hermione insisted.

"Just give me a little longer. Wait until it has been exactly two years. Then you can do what you like," Draco begged.

"Alright. Two years is up at the beginning of September, which means you have six weeks before I bring out the big guns," Hermione said, reaching out to wipe Isabella's messy face.

"Fine," Draco replied. It will give me a chance to read Harry's journal again and to say goodbye to him. It might be stupid but I need some sort of closure.