There was nothing that could have ever prepared him for the scene that played out in front of him as they entered the correct office. The girl behind the desk sure was pretty, Draco vaguely remembering her from their time at Hogwarts, but figuring that she has both been a different year and a different house from him.  However, he didn’t feel that there was anything about the situation that warranted flirting,<span style="font-style: italic">was it flirting?</span>, of that caliber.<br/>He didn’t say anything through, knowing that the girl, Erica, was doing this as a favour to Harry and that Harry was doing it was a favour to him. He was just going to hold his peace and try not to overthink the entire situation. After all, he hardly knew Harry when it came down to it, having only really had him in a confined space where they only interacted with each other, it was highly likely that Harry was just like this.<br/>It did bring some peace to his mind when Harry turned to look at him again, a soft smile tugging just slightly at the corner of his mouth. It hadn’t escaped his notice that Harry had referred to him as healer, and even though Draco had completed his healers exam, he had never really felt that he was worthy of that label. It still made him happy that Harry used it to refer to him, finding Healer Malfoy an easier pill to swallow.