Draco L Malfoy Black | Drarry 11

The constant beeping was absolute hell. The war was over, but it hadn't gone as planned. Voldemort was gone, and all that remained was to finish off the Death Eaters. It took time, but it was accomplished with many dead and wounded, as was to be expected. Snape, Remus, Nymphadora, Fred... all of them and many more died.

There were also injured people. But among them, Harry was seriously injured. He had lost a lot of blood and was now hospitalized, with a broken arm, on oxygen, IV fluids, etc.

But the most surprising thing was that a platinum blonde boy, along with his mother Narcissa, and Draco with a little boy with blue hair, came to see him a few days later when everything was more or less "calming down," Harry was completely unconscious, under an induced coma.

Hermione was there and was surprised to see them too; she was annoyed, of course, by everything that had happened... But she didn't know that there was already something between them that had never come to light.

It was a problem that lasted several minutes, but it was resolved, and Hermione let them in. Of course, a medi-wizard also came in and brought him out of the induced coma, at least for a while. He received a warning that, whatever happened, Harry should remain calm.

The effect lasted a few minutes before the raven-haired one slowly woke up; it took him a while to focus, but he managed to distinguish the little one and the blond one, Draco.

"Harry. "The blond boy had been the first to speak, his voice calm and gentle, holding the small child in his arms, who seemed to recognize him. The curtain was closed, giving them privacy. "I brought Teddy. "He spoke softly, a gentleness that seemed strange to the others, but normal to them thanks to all the nights they had shared, both passionate and emotional. Teddy, the son of the late Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks. Draco was the boy's uncle, and Harry was also related to him. Even so, Draco had decided to adopt him.