Harry struggled to answer - too busy staring at the vial while a million thoughts raced through his mind. This wasn’t one of Pomfrey’s vials, this was from the potions’ classroom. Had Draco made this today? Was that why he wasn’t at the statue? Why had he made it? Did he regret how they’d left things? Did he wish he could take it all back, the way that Harry did? Did he still love him? Or was it simply that, at his core, Draco was a good person, and he was doing the right thing by making sure that Harry didn’t suffer any lasting damage from his blood loss. In the end though, the only noise Harry managed to make was, "Uuh...,"