The door swung shut with a gentle click, and Harry found himself alone with Draco and Narcissa.

Mother or not present, Harry couldn't hold himself back. "Oh Draco," he moaned, throwing his arms around his boyfriend and clutching him tightly, enveloping him as fully as he could. "Are you alright? Are you really free of him?"

He felt Draco nod into his neck. "He was back not long before I left you yesterday, already trying to bully Mother, like the last few years had never happened."

They pulled apart and Draco looked at Narcissa, who was staring at them with an expression Harry found hard to read. Her eyes were wide, her hands on her chest, and her lips pressed firmly together before she spoke. "Draco did his best to deflect Lucius' rage," she said. "But I fear his presence only made things worse. We contacted our legal representation from the trails, to try and protect ourselves before Lucius made our lives a misery again."

"He wasn't supposed to be out for a couple of years," Draco said, shaking his head, his hands still firmly gripping Harry's sides. "I thought we would organise our affairs this summer, but-"

"He wanted to hold your inheritance to ransom," Harry said hurriedly. "He told me himself, you've done the right thing."

"I know," Draco said. "And our lawyers didn't seem to be in much of a hurry to get back to us." He smiled. "Then your friend Angelina said you were worried about me, and pushed her people into action."

"They were most helpful," Narcissa added. "Harry-" She stepped forward tentatively, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's not just that. Draco and I – we heard most of what you said to Lucius. Before the Ministry people came and joined us, we heard how you defended him."

Harry turned to Draco in time to see his smile curl cautiously up his face, a single tear falling. "Thank you."

Harry was conflicted though. "He tried to take everything from you," Harry said, shaking his head. "Because of me. He was so disgusted by us, he was willing to throw you on the streets."

"And now he is the one that has been evicted," Narcissa said sternly, moving to stand by Draco's side to face him, her expression fierce.

"What if they hadn't been able to change the ownership though," Harry pressed on. "What if the law had fallen on his side. Draco, I almost ruined you!"

Draco spluttered. "Are you mad?" he said, grabbing Harry's shoulders with urgency. "Harry you saved me, you save me every day!"

"I've brought nothing but trouble on your head!" Harry argued, exhausted from his sleepless night and emotionally wrung out from so many months of antagonism. "I outed our relationship without your consent, and now people hound you daily for being with me, and it's not fair! Your father hates me so much he was willing to disown you, or force you into an arranged marriage!"

"Harry," Draco all but shouted. "Do you think I care about any of that? I love you, you idiot! You said you'd stand by me, and you have. I don't care about money, or what people think, so long as I have you!"

Narcissa kissed Draco's cheek. "Very sensible," she said. "And as it turns out, we still have our money, and Harry dear, I think I like you very much." She smiled, and Harry stared at her dumbly. "And now I will leave you two alone. I have many more papers to sign I fear, and I feel you could use some peace and quiet to talk things through."

"Thank you Mother," Draco said, squeezing her hand, and the two boys watched her depart, closing the door behind her.