Recovery

Post HBP. Draco is in St. Mungo's, and none too happy to find Potter there as well. H/D preslash.

Draco wrapped his “blanket” around his fingers in an effort to keep his rage invisible. Who cared what Potter did or did not think? The idiot’s ever-present arrogance was hardly something to mark in the calendar. If anything, Draco should be thankful that the moron couldn’t shake it. He now knew more about his prison than he ever had before, and knew to take extreme caution; even if Potter was lying, taking extra care wouldn’t hurt the escape plan.