Through Your Eyes

Through Your Eyes

Sequel to Nightmare Seduction

Written by: Hermisia Draco

Summary: The war ended a year ago yet there are still many casualties remaining out there. Ginny takes a job at St. Mungo's caring for their injuries. It wasn't until a certain man from her past shows up that needs her attentions more than any other that she finally sees what her lot in life really is. Oh, and it's rated M for future chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter although I wish I did… then I'd be rich.

A/N: I am really bad at summaries so I hope the one above works for you. As always, please read and review. I've never written about St. Mungo's but it always fascinated me. Enjoy. Also, I just couldn't leave my two favorite characters alone. If you haven't read Nightmare Seduction, please read it first.

Chapter One

United We Stand

The war had ended a year ago. The wizarding world was still trying to recover from all the losses and hardships to the side of light even though they had won. People were still afraid to mutter the name of Voldemort, afraid that even that small action would cause him to rise from the nothingness that he was sent to. Old prejudices die hard they always say.

It was only Ginerva Weasley's second month working as a Healer at St. Mungo's and she was already feeling the pressure. Ginny had been hoping she would be a professional Quidditch player when she left Hogwarts but with all of the problems after the war, she found herself first volunteering then working full time trying to heal the broken. Even after a year, people were still being found with physical injuries or psychological ones. She wondered if her friends would ever be found. Many told her to move on but after they found Harry one day, she just couldn't let go that the rest of her friends (and half of her family) would eventually turn up. Even if Harry was suffering from mental pains, causing him to be highly medicated at all times, at least he was still alive. Ginny would visit him everyday and just hold his hand… hoping he would one day open his eyes and smile at her.

It was on such a day that a commotion could be heard from the emergency section of the hospital. Ginny had been holding Harry's hand and telling him about her day when the door to the room burst open. Healer Massino entered, his green robes splattered with blood. "Weasley, you're needed out front… stat." He turned and left without waiting for a response.

Ginny looked down at Harry and sighed. "I'll return later." She kissed his forehead and made her way out of the room. Healers were scurrying everywhere as more patients were being tended to. Ginny made her way carefully to the Head Healers desk. "Healer Buller, where am I needed?"

The older lady looked up. "Curtain seven. The patient needs to be sedated before we can assess the injuries."

Ginny made her way there and pulled the curtain back. Healers had surrounded the patient, trying to keep the person from thrashing about. They completely blocked her view. "Move!" she yelled. "Or you'll be the one I sedate." She had her wand pointed.

One healer moved slightly and the sight before her shocked her. The patient causing so much commotion was none other than Draco Malfoy. Blood soaked his robes and was also making his white blonde hair look red. She snapped out of her musings and aimed a sedative spell. Draco instantly stopped moving and the healers released him. "I'll go and get Healer Davis," Ginny heard someone say but she had started walking towards Draco.

She dropped her wand and it clattered to the floor. She felt as though some unseen force was pulling her closer as she stretched her hand out to touch his face. Her fingertips lightly brushed against his closed eyes and suddenly his hand shot up and grabbed her wrist. "Please, don't leave me," he croaked.

Surprised that he was still conscious, Ginny could only mutter a response. "Never." Then he opened his eyes and she gasped. His once silver eyes were now completely white. Before she could register this fact, Draco closed his eyes as the spell finally took over his body completely.

Healer Davis came in and walked over to Ginny. He looked down and then gently removed Draco's hand from her wrist. "Healer Weasley, please wait in my office." Ginny only nodded and walked away. What had she just seen? And how bad was Draco hurt? She hadn't seen him since that dreadful night at the school in her sixth year and now he pops up from nowhere. She touched the ring on her finger and, without thinking about it, made her way to Davis' office. She thought that she'd never see Draco again.

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She sat on one of the overstuffed chairs facing the desk, still in shock of seeing Draco. She was told that he had been missing when the battle at Hogwarts had really heated up. She thought that she had lost him. No, she thought that he had abandoned her for they hadn't spoken since she had run out on him when his father had shown up in his personal room telling him that the dark lord needed him. So, she had convinced herself to move on, spending all her time with a potioned-up Harry. Now, he was here and back in her life. But, what was wrong with his eyes?

Just then, the door opened and closed softly, and Ginny took a breath to calm her nerves. "Ginny," Davis began. "Are you all right?"

Ginny nodded her head. "Yes, Mark, I'm fine. I just haven't seen Mr. Malfoy in a while… it was a shock."

Healer Mark Davis nodded his head. "This job never ceases to shock me and I've been doing this much longer than you." He pulled out a bottle of firewhiskey and two glasses. He poured and handed a glass to Ginny who took it gratefully. "Normally I wouldn't hand out alcohol this early in the day, but I think we could both use a little. Now, why don't you tell me what you saw out there that caused you to gasp."

Ginny sipped the whiskey and almost coughed as it burned its way down her throat. "Well, when he opened his eyes, they were completely white. I've never seen anything like that before."

Mark rubbed his chin that was starting to show signs of stubble. He had been working too many hours and not enough time at home with his wife and newborn son. "White you say?" Ginny nodded. "The blinding curse."

"What was that?" Ginny asked, afraid of what she had just heard.

"The blinding curse. It causes a person to go completely blind."

Ginny almost dropped her glass and, with shaking hands, put it on the desk. "There's a cure… right?"

Mark sighed and downed the rest of his whiskey. "As of yet, no."

"But… how can they survive?"

"Ginny, there are many blind people out there in the world and they live normal lives. We just have to train the recipient of the curse how to adjust without their eyesight." Mark looked right at Ginny. "Which is where you come in."

"Me? What can I do?"

"I want you to personally watch over Mr. Malfoy."

"What? No. There's gotta be someone else." Ginny could not, would not, do this. After Draco's disappearance, she had moved on.

"Weasley," he started. She knew that when he used her last name, it was not a good thing. "Everyone else is extremely busy at the present time. The new patients that have just arrived are going to make everyone work overtime. Besides, you have spent too many days wallowing away in Mr. Potter's room."

"But, Sir…" she said but Mark raised his hand to stop her. She sighed. "Alright, I'll do it."

"Thank you, Ginny. I think you should head down to the fourth floor for a visit."

"Isn't that the Spell Damage floor?"

"Yes, Healer Arianna Lawrence is head of that floor. She will show you to the patients with curses placed on them that have caused them to go blind or deaf. I think you will learn a lot there."

"But what about Mr. Malfoy?" Why was she calling him that? I guess because now he's a patient, she told herself.

"He will be out for quite a while. Your sedative spells usually knock someone out for at least 2 hours." Ginny blushed and looked down at her hands, which were clasped in her lap. "You have really shown yourself these past two months and I am very grateful that you are here. Now, go. I'll see you in about an hour and then you can get reacquainted with Mr. Malfoy."

Ginny saw a small smile form on the Healer's lips and she wondered if he knew about her past with Draco. She mentally shook her head and put that thought to the back of her mind as she left the office. She made her way to the fourth floor and over to the nurses' station. "Um… Healer Davis told me I could find Healer Lawrence here," she told the woman at the desk.

The woman looked up. "Oh, of course, Healer Weasley. She's just finishing up with a patient."

"Thank you." Ginny stood by the desk and looked around. It was quieter up here and only a few nurses and healers could be seen casually walking in and out of rooms. This floor had a serene feeling and, for some reason, this bothered Ginny. She was used to the emergency section where people were constantly running around, so much that you had to watch where you were going or you were bound to get knocked over. She was brought back to the present when an older lady, maybe in her late 40s, walked up to her.

"Healer Weasley?" she said.

"Yes," Ginny answered.

"I'm Arianna Lawrence. Mark told me you were on your way up."

"Yes. He said that you could show me around."

"As I hear you are now in charge of Mr. Malfoy," she answered. Ginny nodded. "Well, follow me." Arianna turned and headed down the hall, Ginny following closely behind. She noticed that all the doors on this floor were closed.

"Um, Arianna?" she softly questioned.

"Please, call me Anna."

"Ok, Anna… why are these doors closed?" She just couldn't help her curiosity.

"These are privacy rooms. Since visiting hours are over, the patients like to have their doors shut. Ah, here we are," she finished. Ginny saw, once they passed through a set of double doors, a big area with curtained beds. There were more nurses here than she had ever seen anywhere else. Some were flailing their hands around and Ginny stared, confused. "They are speaking sign," Anna said as she noted Ginny's confused look.

"What's sign?"

"Sign language. It's a way for the deaf, or people who cannot hear, to speak to one another. They learn here how to speak with their hands."

"That sounds interesting," Ginny said, awed at the sight before her.

"It is," Anna replied. "But, from what Mark has told me, Mr. Malfoy is suffering from a blinding curse. You won't need sign language for him." They walked a little ways into the room and came upon an older wizard wearing sunglasses. "Hello, Mr. Lox. How are you doing today?" Anna asked the man.

Mr. Lox shrugged. "As good as I can without being able to see where I'm going."

Anna looked at his chart and patted his shoulder. "It looks like you are progressing really well. I think you should be out of here and into a private room by the end of the week."

Mr. Lox smiled. "It's about time."

"Mr. Lox, I've brought another healer to meet you," Anna said as she pulled Ginny closer.

"Another one? Don't I have enough of them already?" he said, frowning.

"She's here to learn because she will be taking care of another patient that has just been brought in with the same ailment as yourself," Anna stated.

"She? This one's a lady?" he asked, reaching out with his hands.

"Yes, so be nice." Anna turned to Ginny. "Go ahead, dear."

"Um… what am I supposed to do?" Ginny asked, unsure of what the man was trying to do.

"Just walk up to him. He can't see you so he uses his hands to feel. It's his way of 'seeing'," she answered.

Ginny moved forward but she didn't like the fact that this man, whom she did not know, was going to touch her. Mr. Lox brought his hands up and, lightly with his fingertips, felt her face. He touched her eyes, her nose, her lips, and her cheeks. "You've brought me a pretty one this time," he said with a smile.

Ginny blushed. "Thank you, Mr. Lox," she replied.

"Please, call me Arthur."

"That's my father's name," Ginny replied.

Arthur patted the space next to him on the bed. "Please, sit." Ginny sat and then he turned his head to where he thought Anna might be. "Anna, leave us for a while. I think I can answer any of her questions better than you."

"Ok. But be nice. She's still very young."

"Eh… you say that about all the healers you bring to me."

Ginny laughed and watched as Anna walked away. Then, Arthur turned to her and reached around for her hand. Ginny grabbed his. "Arthur, how did you become blind?"

"Right to the point. I like that. Well, I was an Auror and I was out looking for a certain Death Eater named Julius Metkins somewhere in North America. I was taken by surprise and then when I woke up, I couldn't see."

"What did you do?"

Arthur laughed. "Well, I raised holy hell here in the hospital. I screamed… I threw things that were within my reach… basically I was a wreck. I didn't think I could survive without my eyesight. I mean I can't very well go back to my job."

"That's must be terrible." Ginny squeezed his hand, which only caused him to laugh harder.

"It seemed like that at first. But I'm learning how to cope. I can now safely move about this room without running into anything."

"How?" she asked, looking around. There were machines and people everywhere. She would probably run into something and she could see.

"I learned where everything is. They don't change the set up in here so after fumbling around for the first few months, I finally realized that I could feel where everything was. It takes time… and a hell of a lot of patience."

"Arthur? What if the person who's gone blind has always been… oh, I don't know… sort of arrogant before?"

"Ah… sort of like an Adonis?" he questioned.

Ginny nodded and then, realizing that he couldn't see it, said, "Yes."

"Well, with as pretty a lady as you seem to be by his side, I'm sure he'll be just fine. Just be patient with him. Let him scream and carry on. But, when he's all tired out from feeling sorry for himself, he'll at least have someone that has stuck by him." He placed his hand on Ginny's cheek and she smiled. "There it is," he said.

"Where what is?" she questioned.

"Your smile. I didn't feel it before but I knew that when you smiled, you'd be even more beautiful."

"Thank you, Arthur. And thank you for your time." Ginny kissed his cheek and stood up.

Arthur blushed. "Well, if that's how you treat patients, I might just have to have you up here more often," he said.

Ginny shook her head, said goodbye, and made her way back down to see Mark. She did learn something from Arthur but did she really have the patience to deal with Draco again? She was thinking of this when she heard a loud crash coming from the emergency room. She ran in and found the healers trying to calm down a patient.

"Mr. Malfoy, please, calm down!"

"Where am I? What's going on?" Draco shouted.

Ginny ran to Draco's bedside and reached for her wand. She realized that it wasn't on her and when she looked up, she noticed that Draco had it in his hands. He was sending sparks flying everywhere and many people were ducking or hiding under desks or beds. "Mr. Malfoy!" she shouted. "Drop the wand!"

Draco stopped and whipped his head in Ginny's direction. "Not until I get some answers," he replied as he sent a jet of purple light in her direction.

Ginny dodged the spell, rolled behind an upturned desk, and tried to slow her breathing. "Now stop that!" she yelled.

"Tell me what the fuck is going on with me?" he cursed. "Why can't I see?"

"If you put down the wand…" she started but was cut off by another missed spell. "That's it. DRACO! You will put down my fucking wand and sit on the bed!" she screamed in his direction. When no spell came forth, she cautiously ventured out of her hiding spot and looked at him. She saw that a surprised look came across his features so she made her way over to him. She took the wand out of his hand and made him sit down on the bed.

Draco looked up and Ginny did her best not to turn away from the emptiness she saw in his eyes. "Ginny?" he whispered.

"Yes, it's me," she said. Then she shrieked when he pulled her to him. He held on to her with all his strength and all she could do was hold him back. "Everything's going to be alright," she whispered into his hair which had now been cleaned of all the blood.

"I'm scared," he stated, quietly.

"Just relax." Ginny smoothed his hair like you would do to a scared child while she muttered another sedative spell. Draco slumped against her and she carefully laid him down, pulling the covers up to his chin. She then turned to Healer Buller. "He's asleep."

Healer Buller looked at her. "Where on earth did he get that wand?" she questioned.

Ginny looked down and blushed… embarrassed. "I must have dropped it earlier. I am sorry."

"I should have your job for this mistake but seeing as how Mr. Malfoy seems to trust you, I suggest you be more careful."

Ginny breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you and I will." Ginny helped the other healers and nurses get the room back in order and then sat down next to Draco's bed. Exhausted, she rubbed the bridge of her nose and leaned back. She knew that Draco would be out for the next hour or so, so she decided to close her eyes. At least, she could rest for a little bit and be refreshed for the endless questions she knew would be coming from Mr. Malfoy.

A/N: Well, that's the beginning. Let me know what you think so far. I have a lot planned out for this story. Thanks for reading. Much love goes out to all my readers….