"Are you sure you're okay?" the kid asked, again.
"I'm fine. I was mostly in her mind, anyway," Draco said, meeting his eyes.
Joel nodded. "I'm sorry if...."
"Don't be sorry, Joel. No bad stuff. It was interesting to meet another... Legilimens."
"How do you feel about it?" he asked, easily slipping into the counselor role.
"She's got some wild ideas... I don't know if it would work."
Joel nodded. "There's no harm in trying it out, Draco."
Draco snorted, though it might actually fit in with his plans. "Joel, can you send these letters for me?"
Joel accepted the letters and looked at the recipients. "Are you really going to go through with it, Draco?"
"We have little choice on it, Joel. Harry should be out of his appointments soon."
"Training Harper is taking up his time," Joel commented, as he pocketed the letters.
"Indeed. Hopefully, it'll help him through it. Why doesn't Harper come in here?"
"I don't know. Harry probably told him to stay out. He unconsciously wants to be alone with you, Draco," Joel said, eyeing him.
Draco nodded. Fucking hell, he just wanted this nonsense to be over. This plan was going to be brutal on them both, but if it worked, it'd be all worth it.
Harry came in just a few minutes later. "Draco?"
"About time, Chosen One. Your patients are occupying too much of your time," Draco scoffed.
Harry laughed. "Especially you, but ready for lunch?"
"Yeah," he said, and Joel smiled at him.
Draco raised an eyebrow. Why was Joel smiling?
"I got something for you for you first," Harry said and went out into the hallway. He came back with some kind of gray bar thing with yellow balls on two of the four legs. Harry pulled the contraption apart, so the legs were separated. He set it on the floor in front of his chair. It looked like a moveable set of balance bars.
"This is a walking frame. The tennis balls will slide easier. You should be able to get a lot more steps in, and it will be safer. Want to do some laps around the room?"
Draco nodded and gripped the armrests of his wheelchair as he lifted up. He grabbed the frame's handrails, which helped stabilize his balance. He made a few small steps and immediately felt more confident.
"How is it?" Harry asked, watching his every movement.
"I like it. Thank you," Draco said.
Harry sat at the table with Joel and just watched him. Normally, he'd be at his side.
"You're not shadowing me anymore," Draco said, as he completed his third circuit.
"Yeah," he said, looking down. "You're getting stronger."
Draco stopped and looked at Harry before he made eye contact with Joel. "Yeah... so what's for lunch?"
Harry perked up and looked at him. "Just some sandwiches... but if you're up for it... I wanted to know if you'd want to venture outside for lunch."
Draco's eyes widened. "Outside?"
"The roof? It's nice out today. Sunny and warm and there are tables and chairs up there. Nat, Harper and Joel said they'd come eat with us, so no one else bugs us. I mean, it will be in the open. People could confront us... you."