"Harry? What's wrong?" Draco said, apparently reading his emotional mindset instantly.
"I... I..." he rambled, and came over, accepting a hug from Draco. He couldn't stop shaking.
"Shhh... I got you. Let's go over to the couch, okay?" Draco said, and guided him over, leaving his walker in the kitchen. 
They sat down and Harry refused to let him go, as if the review board had made an irrational threat that they would take Draco away. Draco just held him and whispered that it was going to be alright. It took nearly half their allotted time for Harry to lean back and look into Draco's eyes.
"Do you want to talk about it, Harry?" he breathed, gently caressing his face.
Harry blinked back some tears. "T-There's an ethics hearing... tonight... about... our relationship."
Draco straightened up. "Tonight?"
"After work... to make sure there wasn't... I didn't do anything improper."
"You didn't do anything improper, Harry. You are the shining beacon of all that is right in the world. You did nothing wrong, alright?" Draco insisted.
"They'll want to talk about it. What... what do I say? Don't say?" he asked, looking up at him.
Draco's shoulders dropped. "You aren't still operating under the belief that you can't talk about me, are you?"
"Your medical past... it's private. Need to know."
Draco sighed. "Yeah... Mr. By-the-Books. Did you excise Granger's personality? You can tell anyone about what happened to me, period."
Harry grimaced. "You don't have to...."
"Clearly, I do. But everything is going to be fine, okay? You did nothing wrong," he repeated.
They stayed on the couch his whole lunch period. Draco Summoned some cheese and fruit for Harry to eat, before walking him to the door. 
"Harry... thank you for telling me. It's all going to be okay, alright? This is part of the plan, okay?"
Harry looked at him.
"Thirty days separation, clearly established independence, and proof I'm no longer under your care... that's what the plan was. You just need to say that, okay?"
Harry felt his jaw lock. Fuck, this was going to be impossible. He lowered his eyes and nodded. Draco tried to pull him back, but Harry had to leave. He was already late for his appointments.
"I-I'll be back at sundown. Thanks..." Harry muttered and pulled away, without letting Draco call him back.
Harry returned the way he had come, arriving in his office shaken and apprehensive. He took in some deep breaths and saw the Calming Draught on his desk. He confirmed what it was with a spell and drank quickly. His heart rate dropped considerably. After a few minutes, a knock came at the door. 
"Harry? Are you okay?" Joel's voice called through the door.
"Yeah... come in," Harry said, looking at his desk. 
Joel came in and slowly approached. "Are you okay? Do you need anything?"
Harry shook his head. "You left this?"
"Yeah, just in case you came here instead of the Apparation point. Did you talk to Draco about it?"
He nodded. "He... helped... but I'm still unsure what to say."
"Just keep it simple. Nothing bad happened. Breathe," Joel encouraged.
Harry stumbled through his afternoon appointments Harper actually took point, while Harry just healed them.