Healing Draco Malfoy

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

"I fucking hate you," Draco hissed.

Harry had to refrain from smiling as Draco had taken to saying that at least five times a day, now. Luckily it was only when they were doing exercises that he didn't like to do. "Come on, one more rep. No slacking off."

"I'm not slacking off!"

"Sure... come on. You can do it," Harry coaxed.

Draco sighed and slowly raised his leg off the bed. He got four inches, and it crashed to the bed.

"Excellent! See?"

"Still hurt," he pouted.

"I know, but a few more exercises and it's time for your massage."

Draco smiled, but frowned as there was still more to do. "How many?"

"Three."

"Three?" Draco growled. "No, two...."

"Draco, no cheating."

"You never let me relax. Damnit... I want a day off," Draco pouted, not-at-all adoringly.

Harry had to refrain from smiling, again. It was never a good idea to laugh at a patient. "Hey, come on...."

"Don't 'come on' me. I'm tired of being in pain every time you come."

Harry sighed and was a little curious about Draco's word choice. He hated it, too. Draco's bad mood ended as soon as the therapy sessions were over. Still, he was a little more cankerous, today. He attributed Draco's grumpiness to the fact that McGrath's trial had started, but truthfully, Draco had been getting more and more frustrated by his limitations. But Draco wanted a day off. Two birds and one stone, Harry thought, as he wasn't going to be here tomorrow morning anyway.

"I'll make you a deal. We do your three rounds today... and I'll let you have tomorrow off from exercises."

Draco took a deep breath and eyed him, suspiciously. He didn't expect that. "Really?"

"Yep, no stretching, turning or straightening. Only a massage, if you want it."

He considered the options. "And no extra stuff today or two days from now to make up for it?"

"Covering your bases, Draco? But no extra or new exercises. A day off to relax, but come on, do this lateral raise."

Draco reluctantly did it. Harry worked him through that, dips and overhead presses to end his workout. Harry massaged his arms and then his leg muscles as Draco contently moaned until there was a knock at the door. Zabini had arrived. He had taken to coming every Tuesday and Thursday before his morning classes started.

"Blaise, you're early," Draco said, as Harry finished his legs.

"Yeah, sorry. Just came from Theo's. He got your file. Morning, Potter, I mean Harry."

Harry glanced up, but kept working. "Do you want me to leave?"

"No, what for?" Draco said, suspiciously nonchalant. Harry had a feeling that Draco wanted him to stay to talk more with Blaise. Draco wanted him and Blaise to become friends.

Although knowing that, it didn't make Harry feel any less awkward. He just wanted to be invisible around them. "Well, I... didn't know... if..." he rambled, not looking at either of them.

"Harry, it's just my finances. I need to know where I stand. I don't care if you know."

"Oh, that's a good idea. Well, I can finish this later," Harry said, relieved as he actually needed to finialize his final reports for the trial.