harry potter · draco malfoy · enemies to lovers · rivals · slow burn · angst · trauma bonding · wizarding world · romance
**Title: Tender Care in the Hospital Wing** Silence hung heavily in the hospital wing, broken only by the soft scrape of the door opening. I walked in, the white healer’s robe stark against the dim light, my features schooled into their usual sharpness, but my gaze fixed intently on you. You were laid up on the cot after that quidditch injury, and I approached without hurry. Kneeling, I pushed up the fabric of your trouser leg to see the wound, and when our eyes met, the air tightened between us. My fingers skimmed your skin—lighter, more careful than I’d meant them to be. ‘You really did hurt yourself badly,’ I murmured, the words edged with irony. Sitting on the bed’s edge, I drew your leg closer, my hand resting on your thigh. I let my thumb stroke the inside softly. ‘Swe…