Chap 6
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Harry gave a slight bow of his head to Aberforth Dumbledore, then stood up and opened the door. The moment he did, he found Draco Malfoy losing his balance, nearly falling into him...
"Don't tell me you've come to the wrong place... go and sit outside. We're both adults already... I truly don't understand what sort of game you think you're playing these days."
Draco himself did not understand. He could not even answer that question for himself.
"As a future Healer, I'm concerned that you might be exhausted. Or perhaps we should talk about your new policy instead. Pottah..." He swiftly changed the subject.
Draco ordered a glass of pumpkin juice for Harry, the kind of drink that had been indispensable throughout meals at Hogwarts...
Harry took a sip before speaking. "Your information network is still remarkably efficient... the Malfoy family has already withdrawn from the affairs of the wizarding world. If you still intend to talk about politics, wouldn't that be somewhat inappropriate, Lord Malfoy?"
"I only wish to repay you..." Draco paused briefly before continuing. "The order of the wizarding world is about to be overturned and rearranged by you. Every witch and wizard has discussed it at some point... just think about it. The Malfoy family has always valued blood purity. If I were to stand on your side and support your policies... there would be advantages and no disadvantages."
"Is that Mr Malfoy's opinion?"
"No... but within the Malfoy family at present, I am the one who holds the greatest authority."
"All right... you should take a few days to think it through carefully first. In truth, if we calculate it properly, matters between you and me have already been settled. No one owes the other anything." Harry flipped open the lid of his pocket watch. "It's time for us to return to the hospital. If I'm late for my dose, Healer Smethwyck will not let me off."
Harry returned to the hospital, where Healer Smethwyck was already waiting in the ward...
"The potion will be delivered to the Ministry of Magic at this time every day. You must also make use of your days off to come to the hospital for examinations... I will adjust the dosage according to your physical condition. I ask that the busy Undersecretary keep this clearly in mind..."
It seemed that after learning Harry had spent an entire night without sleep in order to complete the plan before dying... Healer Smethwyck did not appear particularly pleased...
Harry was only afraid. Every night, he relived those days of being hunted in his dreams... the exhaustion and despair of that period were things he truly did not wish to endure even one more time.
"So... Healer, may I be discharged this afternoon? If I go to work from the hospital, I'll end up on the front page again..."
Healer Smethwyck shot Harry a glare, as though to say, "You're joking with me, aren't you? Is that what matters?"
"It matters rather a lot. If the leader of the opposition knows I'm weakening... how am I supposed to rally support then?"
"In truth, as the Healer in charge of your case... I would still advise you to resign."
Harry shook his head. "I do not want a quiet death in the dark. There are matters still unfinished... no matter the cost, I must see them through. How could I possibly leave my own affairs for others to resolve?"
Confronted with such a stubborn patient, the Healer could only sigh. "I have always admired you, Mr Potter. You were not even of age when you were thrust into war, and once you reached adulthood, you threw yourself into the fight for justice for all communities. I truly hope your time might be prolonged indefinitely..."
"So do I. But it seems I may have to bring it to an end myself sooner than that..."
Healer Smethwyck nevertheless approved Harry's early discharge, and he was permitted to return to his private residence as he had wished.
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