Draco snickered a little and shook his head. “it's not BAD to torment Harry!” he protested smirking a little as he stroked the bird's forehead like he did his owl, wondering if Daemon would like it as much as Tallow did grinning as he followed Raphael around, giggling every time the bird touched a sensitive spot, grinning as he playfully nudged the bird when it tickled him and protested, but didn't stop Daemon from doing what he wanted.
Harry snorted a little and shook his head. “i shouldn't be, but I am, and i'd like to see anyone stop me.” he taunted, grinning as he settled into the chair, grateful to be sitting though he refused to admit that, his head tilted as he examined his mother, reaching out hesitantly and stroking her pale, soft cheek. She was like living marble or Diamond, so beautiful, and so fragile, yet with a strength that surpassed anything anyone knew. She had snow white hair and pale lily colored eyes and to Harry she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. “h..hello Mum.” Harry whispered, awe and pride in his voice as his eyes welled up with tears. “i'm home mom... I'm home.” Harry whispered softly, laying his head on her belly, sighing as one of her hands rose and settled onto his head, stroking the fur as her eyes fluttered open, smiling at him. “you look just like your father... I always knew you would.” she whispered softly, Harry beaming at her. Her heartbreak over loosing her son had been so great, that the pain had sent her into a coma, but with him returned to her side her heart had healed, and she had woken. “welcome home, My son. My little Kieran.” she whispered, Harry blinking, tilting his head at her. “Kieran?” “yes... that was what I named you when you where born... before we had to hide you.” she admitted smiling. “but they named you Harry didn't they? A good name that, Harry.” Harry smiled and gently kissed her cheek, looking over at his astonished Father and Belial.