There was something about being referred to as<span style="font-style: italic">Healer Draco</span>, even if it was in a joking manner, that made a shiver run down Draco’s spine. He had desperately wanted to become a healer so that he could help people, but had never been allowed to actually work as one, despite passing all of his exams with flying colours.<br/>The work that Draco was doing now was also going to help people, at least if people were willing to look at his work, but it felt much less direct and much less like he was<span style="font-style: italic">actually</span>doing something to help people.<br/>The one comfort Draco got to have was knowing that he was helping Potter out and that was showing to be a lot more important to him than he thought that it would be.<br/>“I can’t tell if it’s moving or spreading, but it’s definitely one or the other,” Draco informed, not keen on having to tell Potter that, but he also knew that Potter was a big boy and would be able to handle the truth of the matter.