Healer Smethwyck stood across from his two trainee healers, eyeing them critically as the Aurors scoured the building and debris for anything out of the ordinary.
"Well?" he hissed.
Kagome cleared her throat, shuffling her feet before shooting a look at Draco.
"He came in, angry and it escalated." Draco shrugged.
"I doubt that very much, now I have a destroyed corridor, half of a healer's tea room and patients that are convinced Death Eater's are on a rampage for revenge." Healer Smethwyck growled.
Harry walked up, eyeing the three of them carefully. "Healer Smethwyck, may I speak with you?"
Kagome and Draco walked away, Harry and Smethwyck walking further down the destroyed corridor.
"I have a bad feeling." Kagome sighed.
"Sorry." George said, still sitting in the same spot.
Kagome knelt down, checking his head wound again. "It's alright, it was going to be one of us. But… you couldn't have come around until we weren't so understaffed?"
"He's nothing to me, he doesn't get a pass to treat people like that, especially you." George argued.
"Listen, I appreciate where you're coming from, but you shouldn't have done it here."
George pulled her hand from his head, "just say thank you."
"Thank you." Kagome smirked.
"Kagome, Draco come here please." Harry called, walking closer to the group.
Both sighed and made their way over, arms crossing as he led them back to Healer Smethwyck.
"I want to fire you both… Auror Potter has a different idea." Healer Smethwyck started.
Kagome stomach dropped, her hands shooting up to frame her face nervously.
"Oh calm down, it's Potter to the rescue." Draco scoffed.
"Anyway… I've recommended that you both be put on leave for a bit so you can sort through your personal issues… about a month." Harry explained.
"Brilliant, I can sleep."
"A month? What did I do?"
Harry turned from his glaring match with Draco, "some of the staff has said there's been some animosity with you two and since George was here on your behalf… stop smirking Malfoy, I'm not done with you."
Kagome threw her hands up, spinning on her heel and storming away as Japanese flew from her mouth angrily.
"So, what's going on?" Harry asked, pulling Draco aside to talk privately.
"You want to know what my problem is Potter, why I'm worse than I was at Hogwarts? This is what the people want, they want Draco Malfoy the Death Eater, I'm just giving it to them."
Harry rubbed his forehead with a sigh, "people are upset by your family name and what it used to mean and that I saved you from Azkaban. The war is over, it's time for you to figure out how to moved passed it on your own and to give people a different image when they think Malfoy. You have a month, just try."