Where The Falcons Fly

Where the Falcons fly, there's blood. Where Draco goes, there usually is too. That's his job, after all – heal morons and the people who get in their way. He could deal with that, he thinks, if only there wasn't Harry fuck-ing Potter, Seeker, who gets injured a lot even by the Falcons' standards and seems to have made a habit of inserting himself in Draco's private life.