Chapter 70

                                        

                                              
Published: 3/26/2025
Harry was shaking badly by the time they left St. Mango's. Though everything seemed alright, Harry was still recovering from the shock and awe of it. Draco had come to the hospital to save him! And he seemed like his old self. Draco's smile didn't diminish when they left, though he was limping as he walked. Harry Apparated him back to Blaise and Neville's house and guided Draco to his room. Harry helped him sit on the bed, as Draco was sweating from the effort.
"That was... a lot of walking," Draco breathed. 
"With only a cane!" Harry chided.
"It was too hard to get a walker through the floo." 
"You took the Floo? Are you okay?" Harry asked, amazed. It was dangerous for someone not in complete control of his limbs.
"Yes, just sore."
Harry humphed and helped get his shoes off. He was about to lift Draco's shirt up when he realized that he hadn't asked.
"Umm... is this okay?" he whispered, nervously.
Draco smiled. "Yes... I think you're offering a massage, and I will never say no to that."
Harry laughed as he pulled his shirt off. His hands drifted to his belt and, after a nod, Harry slowly undid it. Harry tried to keep focus as he helped Draco get his trousers off. Draco now only had boxers on, as he slowly pulled himself onto the pillows.
Harry took his hand, which had to be aching as Draco had been bearing too much weight on his cane. Draco moaned in relief as Harry massaged it and then kissed the back of his hand. Draco seemed to melt as Harry worked out his muscles and planted kisses on them. Draco loved the attention. Harry worked out his legs and other arm, as he made his way to Draco's neck. He slowly turned him over to work his neck and back thoroughly. 
Harry was really into his back massage when he suddenly broke the usual silence. "Thank you... for coming today. It meant a lot that you came... and I... really needed your support through that."
"You're welcome, Harry. I'm glad I was able to get there in time," Draco said, turning his head toward Harry to see him.
Harry pursed his lips and rubbed his back more. "Were you... planning on coming to the ethics meeting all along?" 
Draco nodded. "Yeah... I anticipated that you would tell me. All part of the plan."
Harry sighed. "No more scheming, alright?"
"Phh, I can't agree to that. Scheming is how I work. Plus, it worked," Draco said, grinning.
Harry rolled his eyes. "It's really all over then? Plan complete? We won?"
Draco shrugged. "Well, we won that plan, anyway." 
"How many other plans do you have?" Harry asked, amused.
"I have several, of course."
"Really? What other schemes do you have?"
"Well, I can't tell you all of them... but I do need to repay Blaise and Neville for letting me stay here," Draco murmured.
Harry nodded, pressing Draco's misaligned back into place. "Can I help?"
"Maybe, but I don't want to... say anything until I know more, though," Draco said, cryptically.
"Are they getting married?" Harry asked. Blaise had mentioned wanting to marry Neville, but he hadn't heard anything else.
"Eventually. Blaise is wary of it because of his mum's habit of killing her husbands for money. Her last husband managed to kill her as he was dying of poison."