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A week had passed since Harry turned in Mark. True to her word, McGonagall didn't tell anyone that Harry was the one who spilled the beans and had Slughorn follow Mark and bust him on "accident". Slughorn had caught him brewing the potion so no one else got caught. But there was definitely a different air around most seventh years and the few other eighth years. They weren't as happy go lucky and were down in the dumps when their stock ran out. And now they were just going through the motions.
Harry was wrapped in Draco's arms, shaking and sweating. They were alone in Harry's dorm as they were supposed to be Charms, that had started five minutes ago. Harry had been going through withdrawals the last couple of the days. He missed most of his classes, so Draco missed them too trying to help. This time the cold sweats started right as lunch was being served. Draco grabbed some food and led Harry to the dorms.
Draco rang out the rag in the bowl of water he had on the side table and dabbed it over Harry's forehead.
Draco on the other hand had lost five more pounds as he would stay with Harry in his dorm. Draco would make sure Harry would eat and he would eat a slice of bread or some soup while Harry had most of it.
Harry's breathing started to level out.
"Draco, you're going to fail your classes," Harry whispered.
Draco smiled. This time was shorter, which made Draco hopeful that Harry would be completely better soon.
"I think you're getting better," Draco whispered as he moved to bring the food up.
He handed Harry the plate that had roast beef and potatoes and took the slice of bread for himself.
Harry sat up and took the plate.
"Draco..."
Draco looked up at Harry through his eyelashes.
"Here, you eat some of this too."
"I'm fine," Draco said. "You're healing, you need food."
Harry divided the roast beef and potatoes and shoved the bowl into Draco's lap.
Draco looked up at Harry with a small smile.
Harry gleamed at him, putting some potatoes in him mouth.
Harry and Draco finished their meal in silence and left to get to Transfiguration.
Harry and Draco sat behind Hermione and Ron. Ron turned around and asked how Harry was.
"Feeling a little better," he answered. But he still felt drained.
"Maybe you should go to Madam Pomfrey," Hermione started.
McGonagall walked in then. A small grin appeared as she noticed Harry in class.
"Today will be a note taking day on transfiguring people into animals."
Ron chuckled and Draco kicked his chair leg.
"Sorry," Ron whispered, stifling more laughter.
McGonagall bewitched the chalk boards to write out the notes and she went to her desk.
"I could've missed today's class and been completely fine," Harry groaned as he started writing.
Hermione raised her hand.
"Yes, Miss Granger?"
"Does these mean we'll be changing our peers into animals?"
"Soon, Miss Granger." McGonagall smiled.
"If we're partners, you're the one getting changed," Draco ordered.
Harry chuckled. "Aww, my ferret still scarred."
"Shut up," Draco joked, pushing Harry's arm.
Ron laughed again.
After Transfiguration class Hermione made Harry go to Madam Pomfrey.
"Miss Granger and Mr. Potter, how can I help you today?" Madam Pomfrey asked as she was changing the sheets on of the beds.
"Do you have anything that could help Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Ah, yes. Minerva was telling me a bit about what had happened. I was wondering if you'd be coming in."
Harry mussed up his hair a bit. "Yeah..."
"Well, I've been working on some potions for you. I'll be right back."
Madam Pomfrey bumbled off with the dirty sheets.
Harry leaned against one of the beds, folding his arms over his chest.
"I don't think this can be fixed with a potion."
"Don't be silly. It can."
"We'll see."
Madam Pomfrey came out with two small vials.
"The next time you feel an episode coming on take this blue one. It should shorten it considerably. And then when it's over, take the purple one."
She handed him the vials and asked, "Can you remember that?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Well I put one and two on the vials, just in case."
"Thanks," he kind of chuckled.
Harry and Hermione left the wing.
"See, that wasn't so bad. And you might become completely better now," Hermione said cheerfully. "You've already smiled more today than you have since you came off that stuff."
"Well it'll be disappearing soon. I have to serve detention tonight."
"What do you have to do today?"
"Clean the trophy room. And tomorrow I have to straighten up the potions closet."
"Well that isn't so bad."
Harry looked at Hermione with a "you're joking" look.
"Oh for goodness sakes." She said.
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That afternoon Harry met Mr. Filch in the trophy room.
"Here," Mr. Filch mumbled handing him window cleaner and a couple of rags.
Harry smiled and took the cleaning supplies.
"I'll be back in two hours. Come on Mrs. Norris."
Mr. Filch and Mrs. Norris walked out of the room. Then Draco appeared from the corner, dropping the invisibilty cloak, smiling brightly.
"You sneaky bastard," Harry chuckled.
"You should be nice because I came to help."
"You? Clean?" Harry laughed.
"Fine, if you want to clean all these trophies by yourself, by all means." Draco threw out arms motioning to them.
"You can help."
"Thought so."
Harry and Draco got started on the trophies in the first case.
"So what did Pomfrey say?"
"Apparently McGonagall had talked to her about the whole thing. She gave me a couple of potions. One to take when I feel an "episode" coming on and then one after it's over. And bam, I should be cured."
"That's good." Draco smiled.
"Yeah. So now that I'm getting better, you should too."
Draco lowered his hands, the trophy making a loud clatter.
"I think you've lost about 10 pounds since my episodes started. You were already not eating enough as it was."
Draco put the trophy away and moved onto the next, not responding.
Harry let out a sigh. "Ever stubborn."
The boys worked silently and diligently until the last trophy was cleaned. They had fifteen minutes to spare.
"You need to start eating more," Harry tried again as they sat against a wall, waiting for time to be up.
Draco sighed, figuring Harry wouldn't drop this.
"Dray, you helped me. Now let me help you."
"You've done enough. You kept me out of Azkaban."
"Yeah. And you saved me from your aunt. So with that being said, if you let me help you now, we'll be even."
Draco shook his head. "Fine. I'll try to start eating more."
"Thank you."
Harry kissed Draco. Draco deepend the kiss and crawled on top of Harry, straddling him. Harry placed his hands on blond's hips as he lazily put his arms around Harry's neck, his hands in the messy raven colored hair.