The memory started to shift again.

"Harry, can you hear me at all?" Draco questioned Harry who was slumped over in the chair. His breathing was faint and his pulse was racing. "God, how much did you use, Harry." He said, fear beginning to seep into his voice. The music in the house was loud, it was dark, and it stunk like marijuana, but he could tell just how far gone Harry was.

He pulled Harry up and into his arms and began to pull the man out of the building, Harry walking only a little bit. When the two made it outside Draco whipped his phone out and began to dial 911.

"Yes, hello. I need an ambulance. My boyfriend overdosed on cocaine and I think he has alcohol poisoning. Yes, my address is-,"

The group was suddenly beside Memory Draco as he sat at Harry's bedside.

"Harry." Draco sniffled. His head was bowed and was resting on Harry's forearm, his thumb rubbing absently on the back of Harry's hand.

Harry's breathing was steady, although that was probably due to the oxygen tubes in his nose. His heart rate was beating steadily shown by the heart monitor's constant beeping. To Draco, this was all too familiar of a scene. The amount of times Draco had found Harry knocked out in some bar, the amount of nights spent nursing the man back to health, the amount of time spent at his bedside as he went through detox.

One of the CNA's that Draco worked with, but didn't recognize, walked into the room after knocking on the door. "Mr. Malfoy? I'm here to change his sheets and check his vitals."

Draco nodded and moved out of the way. His eyes were red around the rims, his nose was runny, and his face was swollen. Draco didn't cry much, normally. He took a seat on the chair that was next to the door, staying out of the way of his co-worker.

Draco had his hands in his lap, and his head was bowed when Harry took a deep, choking breath. "Harry!"

"Draco, what happened?"

"Do you remember last night?'

Harry nodded slowly, "Some of it."

"You called me and told me you had taken Vicodin and used cocaine. You also had alcohol poisoning."

Harry's eyes began to well with tears.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm going to have to call the doctor to let him know you are awake." The CNA said.

Draco and Harry nodded. "Draco, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. One minute we were studying and the next they were saying they wanted to check out the new club. I should have declined. I don't know."

"Harry, calm down. It's okay. Please, calm down. I forgive you. It's okay, you're not perfect. Relapses happen."

"I want to go to counseling." Harry said, ignoring Draco's spiel.

"He went to counseling?" Lily asked.

"He still goes, bi-monthly." Draco replied. "He doesn't have many cravings, but addiction is lifelong."

The scene had changed to Harry and Draco in their flat.

Harry was wiping his eyes, a proud smile on his face. "I'm so happy he's finally walking." Harry said.

"Me too. He was so proud of himself."

"I'll never forgive myself for missing this."

Draco smiled solemnly. "It's okay, Harry. Let's go make dinner, yeah? Come on, Scorpius." Draco said, holding his hand out to the toddler who just babbled and smiled elegantly.

The two ate dinner together and it was Harry's turn to do the dishes. Draco was sitting in the living room while mindlessly playing with Scorpius when Harry came into the living room in an amount of time that would have been impossible to do a days' worth of dishes in.

"You're done already? It's been five minutes. There is no feasible way, Potter."

"Go check." Harry said cheekily, bowing his head as Draco passed.

"What the hell." Draco said, gazing at the spotless kitchen. "How did you clean the entire kitchen in five minutes?"

"Magic." Harry said, a sly smile playing at his lips.

"Haha, really."

"An old trick my Mom taught me."

"Will you teach me?"

"Can't, sorry. I'm not a good teacher."

Draco pouted. "You look like Scorpius when you pout like that, Draco." Harry said, rubbing his thumb on Draco's pouting lips.

"He looks like me." Draco corrected.

"Sorry, you're right."

"This next memory is a year later, Scorpius is two, I'm twenty-two and Harry is twenty-one."

Graduation music played slowly as thousands of Graduates walked down the middle aisle. Draco was searching the entire audience for his family. He had reserved seats for them, but that doesn't mean that they were actually able to sit in them, considering everyone brought more people than they said they would.

"Father!" Scorpius suddenly yelled out from the crowd on his right. He turned his head and saw Harry and Scorpius waving frantically, beside them were his parents.

Draco waved in a small gesture, not wanting to ruin the line. Eventually, the graduates were seated and Draco waited impatiently for his turn to walk to the podium and shake the President's hand and all that tripe. Draco could see his family; they were in the fifth row. He smiled slightly, watching as Harry struggled with the restless two-year-old who was standing on Harry's thigh while Harry tried to wrestle him down to avoid ruining the other guests' time. Narcissa eventually handed Scorpius a candy and the small boy was placated for now.

"Draco Malfoy. Draco graduated with honors, majoring in Biology. He will continue his education in the Department of Medicine here at Oxford."

Draco stood and walked over to the president of the college who was standing with his diploma in his hand. Draco shook it, accepted the diploma and walked to the designated area.

Eventually, the ceremony was over and the graduates were able to do as they wished.

"Draco!" Harry called, rushing over to the man. "I'm so proud of you!" Harry said, setting Scorpius down and engulfing Draco in the biggest and warmest hug he had ever received.

"Draco, we are so proud." Narcissa smiled.

"Indeed." Lucius agreed.

"Father! Up." Scorpius demanded, his arms raised above his head.

Draco laughed and picked the boy up. "Hey, Scorpius."

"As soon as he saw you he couldn't hold still." Harry explained. "I tried my best."

"It's okay." Draco smiled.

"Harry, please join Draco for a picture." Narcissa said. "I'd like to get some in before Pansy and Blaise join us. They will no doubt drag you away immediately."

"She's right." Harry said, moving to stand to Draco's right.

The small little family was as happy as they had ever been. Draco stood with Scorpius in his arms, his back as straight as he was always taught, a smile lighting his face up, his free arm around Harry's back who was smiling an even bigger smile than Draco. He stood with his arm around Draco's shoulders, his head slightly inclined. Scorpius was just smiling because he was happy to be with his Dads. The picture that Narcissa proceeded to take was sitting on the fireplace mantle.

Draco continued to take pictures with his parents and his whole family until Pansy made her way over, dragging Blaise and Daphne with her. "Group picture!" She demanded immediately.

Harry rolled his eyes, but agreed anyway standing next to Draco as they took an ungodly amount of pictures.

The party was eventually moved to the Malfoy residence, and everyone was surrounded by food and catering staff.