Harry got up, and they made brunch for the four of them. Draco wasn't embarrassed by Blaise and Neville being there and was more annoyed that they woke him up. They chatted about work and classes while they ate and cleaned up.
"Draco... do you want me to..." Blaise trailed off, leaving it hanging.
Harry looked at them, confused as to what Blaise was offering, and Draco grimaced. "No, I'll be alright."
"You sure?"
Draco nodded and looked outside. "I'd be interested in... walking the grounds. I haven't really been outside much. I'd like to see your property."
Blaise nodded and said, "Of course. But... umm... everyone?"
"If Harry doesn't have to leave?" he said, looking at Harry.
"I don't. A walk sounds amazing, but are you sure you can handle it?"
Draco smirked and leaned in, "I'm sure you'll get me back safely," he whispered.
Harry's heart pumped harder. "'Course I will."
Blaise and Neville led the way, walking a little ahead of them and occasionally stopping to explain the boundaries or the land improvements done. Neville had planted a lot of magical plants and trees around the property. Harry thought the grounds were beautiful and idyllic. He kept looking at Draco as he took in the sights. Harry could see his eyes watering when they caught sight of the large duck pond Blaise and Neville had. 
It was a clear, vibrant blue pond surrounded by green, full trees. The pond had a short, low jetty for fishing or just for jumping in. There were several groups of ducklings following their parents around. Draco maneuvered his walker down the wooden planks of the jetty and carefully shuffled to the end. Blaise and Neville announced that they were going to walk one of the trails nearby, and Harry watched them walk out of sight. 
Harry followed Draco out onto the jetty. He could see beads of sweat on Draco's forehead. While it was warm, Harry also knew Draco was overextending himself.
"Why don't you sit down?" Harry said, offering his hand.
"You'll help me up?" he asked, looking around under him and seeing nothing to help him.
"Of course," he whispered. "I will always help you, Draco."
Draco smiled and handed Harry the walker, which he swung it around behind them out of the way. Harry helped him slowly drop to the deck. Draco couldn't put his feet over the edge, though. They were too long and touched the water. Harry took his shoes and socks off one at a time and let his feet drop into the water.
"Thanks," Draco whispered. "You'll have to put them back on, too."
"I think I can handle that, Draco."
Draco stared at his feet, just slightly submerged in the water. Little fish came up to investigate and swam around them. He watched the ducklings follow their parents into the water and frogs chirping in the long grass. Tears rolled down Draco's face the longer he stared at the scene. Harry sat cross-legged next to him and took his hand. Draco's watery grey eyes met his briefly before looking away and wiping his eyes.
"Hey, it's okay. I know it's overwhelming for you, and it's okay to cry."
"My father would disagree," Draco said icily, as he watched the ducks bob on the water. "I never thought I'd see... this... again. Nature... the sky... the sun...."
Draco looked up briefly before dropping his head, and Harry squeezed his hand. "It's a lot."
"Yeah."
Harry didn't know what else to say, so he removed his shoes and socks and let his feet dangle into the water, too. They sat for a long time, holding hands as the sounds of nature unfolded around them. Harry hadn't really stopped to appreciate it in a long time. The closest was Shell Cottage's beachfront... but this was different, fresh rather than salty.