Harry hummed, the potion still thick in his throat and his smile still easy on his lips. For months, Harry had actively experienced Draco as a Healer, but this felt different; this was the first time Harry actually felt sick.<br/>Blindly placing the vial onto the bedside table, Harry capitalized on the momentum of the motion to reach for Draco, catching him by the elbow.<br/>“You didn’t have to,” he muttered, something about his voice making it sound like a praise rather than a real complaint. He tugged Draco closer, shamelessly.