Healing Draco Malfoy

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Published: 9/22/2020

"Bye, bye, Uncle' Arry," his "nephew" said, as he went through the floo to Grimmauld Place. Still looking as grim as ever. Kreacher had chosen to live at Hogwarts as the king house elf with the rest of the elves that Hermione's bill had freed. 

It was just him there and Harry knew he wasn't taking care of himself right. The place was trashed. The kitchen was filthy, and dirty clothes and trash was everywhere. He just couldn't get up the will to fix it. He poured himself a strong cup of firewhiskey and went to bed. He slept for a few hours and woke up before five. He cleaned up and Apparated to the hospital, as he wanted to start on his paperwork. Peaked in Draco's room and was relieved to find him awake.

"Morning. I figured I'd get some of my paperwork done. You believe that this is just two weeks' worth?"

Draco gave his pile a glance and went back to the corner. He was in the same position as the night before, arms crossed like a muggle vampire and shaking. Or was it shivering?

"It's a bit cold in here. Mornings are colder, the heating charms are a bit slow to start up."

Harry raised the room temperature and conjured a fluffy blanket to cover Draco's chest and bare arms. He tucked the blanket around him. Draco gave a content sigh.

"There you go," Harry said and then spotted the remote for the pillow charms. He grabbed it and pulled the blanket back to put it in Malfoy's hand.

Draco stared at him until he sat down and then did adjust his pillows. He wasn't going to use his arms anytime soon, Harry realized, but he would have to deal with that later. He wanted Draco to get comfortable. He started talking about his cases.

"So, that switched radius and ulna case? Afterward, he said that it felt weird. Really? Weird. Having bones out of place is normal, I guess. I had one case where instead of coming here... they went to a muggle hospital. You ever heard of pins? They used that to get the bones back in place. The wizard was like... I couldn't leave! I didn't think they were that bad! I really had to explain to him that muggles had no magic what-so-ever. Purebloods."

Draco snorted. Harry made brief eye contact with him.

"So, I could regale you with more of my exploits in healing, but would you want to hear about last night?"

Draco gave him a why-are-you-asking-me look in response... or possibly you're-fucking-crazy look.

"So... after I got an arse-chewing from Hermione for being late, Rose, Ron and Hermione's daughter, dumps her plate over Hugo, because she hates mashed peas. I'm trying to keep from laughing, Ron's helping Hermione settle down Rose and Hugo... that little guy, just grabs some peas out of his hair and eats it. Hermione flips out saying, "No... Hugo... only eat what's on the plate!" Then he starts crying when she Vanishes the food. She drops him in my lap and says, "Take care of him, will you, Harry."

"Hugo just loves me. I think because of my glasses. He takes them immediately and tries to eat them. He calls me Uncle 'Arry. Rose is a little too formal. Reminds me of Percy. I half expect her to call me Mr. Potter, sometimes. She is going to be a handful when she grows up. Pure Hermione with Ron's stubbornness, but Hugo's still a mystery, so far. He's such a cute little bit. Merlin, I do love them so much. Makes me wish I could have kids."

Draco tilted his head, interested, but still stubbornly determined not to talk.

Harry sighed. "Well, I guess you aren't about to run off to the Prophet, are you? But... I'm... well... Ginny and I broke up. I wasn't interested in doing... things... with her or any girl. Not really for girls anymore and quite frankly... any guy. I've been alone for too long. I can't talk to people, especially strangers. Most wizards run when they learn who I am."