"I guess I could still be a Healer." He was still trying to process it all. This Harry didn't sound anything like his father at all. Except that it was so like him to push people into the jobs he wanted them to have, but at the same time make sure they had time for their own lives while not making any time for his own. Workaholic alcoholic running the damn world and worrying more about everyone else than himself... He hoped Draco didn't mind being on his own a lot.
"I know the first aid spells. I could teach you. We could be, like, mediwizards. Use our eight hours to teach ourselves some real healing spells."