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          Ginny was letting Draco bandage her up properly while she sobbed her pain away. Her crush, ever since Harry left her has just beaten her up. That boy was younger than her and here he was, hurting her.

          ,,Ginevra would you mind explaining what happened?" Draco asked, impatiently waiting for Harry to come.
,,M-My crush, he's been bullying me verbally... I never thought it would get physical..." She cried out and Draco sighed.

          It reminded him of when he used to make fun of Harry. He was glad they've made up and exchanged numbers. They actually chatted even before Hogwarts made a social media site. But that was full of insults and conversations that were going nowhere.

          ,,Ginny?" Harry asked and saw two heads look up. Ginny would've ran to Harry but Draco pushed her back onto the bed. He wasn't done with the bandages and he sure as hell wasn't redoing them again.

          ,,Harry, Kenric Ayer has beaten me up.." She cried out.
,,Oh has he now?" Harry was angry. Draco liked it.

          ,,I'll have a little word with him later." Harry smiled.
,,No need to, Amanda already did." Ginny smiled sadly.
,,Amanda? The girl that always stares at you at lunch?"
,,Dark skin, long curly hair."
,,Okay. I won't do anything. But tell me if he bothers you again, yes?"

          ,,Of course I will." Ginny sighed. Draco was annoyed. Harry hasn't spoken a word to him. Jealous? Yes, Draco absolutely was.

          ,,I have potions to get back to." Draco said, slight annoyance in his voice. ,,You're all bandaged up. You may leave. I'd let that arm rest if I were you. Any sharp pain, come to me." Ginny only nodded.
,,Harry can you help me get back to Gryffindor common room, please ?" Harry was about to answer but Draco did it for him.

          ,,I'm sure one of your protective friends can. Harry has a potions tutoring with me." He was lying. But Harry needed a tutor, seriously. He was so rubbish at potions, he blew up two potions in ten minutes. Let's say Slughorn wasn't too proud of him.

          ,,Oh.." Ginny sounded a little disappointed. ,,Okay then, see you around Harry." And she sheepishly walked away, it was similar to when Hermione punched Draco, except she didn't run like Draco did.

          ,,See you around Harry, fucking Weaslette." Draco mumbled under his breath but Harry heard it and chuckled wholeheartedly.
,,Jealous, are we?"
,,Absolutely. You're mine Harry James Potter." Draco said and walked into his office.

          ,,There are no potions, are there?" Harry smirked as he closed the office door. Harry sat at his table that Draco got him for studying.
,,Absolutely not. Bed. Now." Draco said, already taking his tie off and Harry smiled.
,,Won't it hurt me?"
,,I'm a doctor Harry, I know what I'm doing."
,,Doctor I have a problem." Harry whined.

          Draco laughed. Harry seemed just as excited as Draco was. Draco was desperate to touch his lover again. Harry was desperate to feel loved, adored. Draco was ready to make Harry feel like he's in heaven.

          They had to stop before any of them reached their finish. Harry has gotten a PTSD episode and Draco knew why. He regretted trying to sleep with Harry this quickly. He knew the risk of unpleasant memories flooding back into Harry's mind. Instead of classes, Harry spent his late afternoon in Draco's office studying by himself while his lover rubbed circles on his back.

          ,,I'm sorry, Harry." Draco mumbled as he held him close at night.
,,No, I'm sorry Dray." Harry sighed into his lover's neck and brought Draco even closer to himself. He needed to feel Draco against him again.

          ,,Good night, Harry." Draco mumbled, kissed his lover's forehead and did one last check up on every patient before heading to sleep himself. He prepared an IV just in case Harry's infection wasn't completely healed. It seemed to be. But who knows how male bodies react to such infections and if they don't stay in the body longer than they show?