always the one (drarry oneshots)

Healing together-part 1

I'm starting a new two part series, they will be separate one-shots but because they fall into the same category, will be grouped together, so, I hope you enjoy, also this first one is based of of a tikitok story I follow.

Harry sat in the blinding lights of St.Mungo's emergency center waiting room, his nose bleeding as he held gauze to it. Luckily the room was empty as it was three in the morning. After about twenty minutes he was called into a room, where he sat on the medical cot, waiting for a healer to fix his nose. It was about five minutes before the door opened and a tall, blonde healer with fair skin and long hair walked in.

"Hello, my name is healer Malfoy and I will be taking care of you today, now, what seems to be the problem" Draco said, all while looking down at his clipboard

"Malfoy?" Harry asked in a shocked tone

Draco looked up as his name was said, to find emerald green eyes and a scar staring back at him. Both men were in shock before Draco seemed to collect himself and remember he had a job to do.

"I see you're here for a broken nose" Draco said, looking back at his clipboard "how did it happen?" He asked

"Hazards of being an auror I suppose" Harry said with a shrug

Draco sighed and took his wand from his robes, pointing it at Harry's nose. Harry flinched much to Draco's inner amusement.

"Don't move or the spell won't work" Draco said calmly

"Sorry, force of habit" Harry said sheepishly

Draco once again pointed his wand at the broken nose and quietly said an incantation. Harry winced as a small crack could be heard and the bleeding stopped. After a brief check over, he was satisfied with his work.

"You're ready to go, just sign out at the front desk" Draco said as he stepped from the room and was gone before Harry could say anything.

The rest of the day left Harry thinking about his encounter with Draco, how much the other had changed in the few years they had last seen eachother. Not to say that Harry hadn't changed, he had grown out his hair and beard, and had gained muscle, but Draco had changed more, even in temperament.

A week later Harry found himself sitting in the waiting area once again. It was rare he got hurt this frequently, usually it was very rare but recently his luck seemed to have run out. A polite nurse lead him to a room where once again he sat on the cot, and waited, hoping it wasn't Malfoy. The door opened and Harry's heart stopped.

"Y'know Potter if you keep coming back I will be forced to think you enjoy being here"  Draco said after he shut the door.

"Very funny" Harry retorted

"What happened?" Draco asked

"A few stinging hex's" Harry replied

"Where?" Draco said, knitting his eyebrows together

"Mostly my chest and arm" Harry replied

"Alright, take off your shirt then, so I can get a look and heal them" Draco sighed

Harry obliged and removed his jacket as well as his shirt, revealing angry red welts, a couple of which were bleeding slightly. Draco began his work, gently pressing on the areas around the welts to make sure nothing else was harmed in the process. Then came the task of healing each of the effected areas. Pulling a small jar of salve from a cabinet, Draco began to gently rub it on the welts. While doing so, Draco realized how fit Harry had become, the muscle gently rippling under his touch. A blush began to creep its way up his neck, and slowly to his face. Before standing back up, Draco took a breath to steady himself.