*Beep Beep Beep Beep* "Ugghhhh" Hermione groaned. 'Is it already time to get up? Thank god I'll be able to sleep in once I've got my book store underway.'
She slowly got out of bed and started getting ready for work. It was a Saturday and most people would still be asleep at this time but unfortunately for her, the healing profession didn't really take weekends into account.

Getting ready was so much easier now that Ron had left- and taken all his clutter with him. The difference in the bathroom was astounding; it was so nice and… clean! Hermione breathed a sigh of contentment, and hummed the latest hit by The Weird Sisters while she brushed her hair into a manageable bun. Then she had to moisturise, cleanse and finally, brush, floss and rinse her teeth. Her parents were dentists, so she had these habits ingrained into her morning and night routine.

Once she was finished in the bathroom, she planned to go into the kitchen and grab some eggs, toast and coffee- but on the way there she took a quick glance at her clock and noticed the time. '7:30 already? Shit! I'm gonna be late. I suppose I could just grab coffee and a muffin from the small café next to St Mungo's.' Hermione rushed around the apartment grabbing her keys and bag and making finishing touches to her appearance before apparating to the café.

As Hermione was waiting for her coffee at the little store she saw the cutest little boy running around the streets. He had blonde hair and blue-grey eyes. There was a name for that colour, but she couldn't quite remember it. The waitress called that her coffee was ready, and she turned around to get it. By the time she looked back at the streets, the little boy had disappeared.

It was very busy at work, and everyone was rushing around- going from patient to patient. Hermione huffed the loose strands of her hair away from her face. She looked down at her clipboard to see who she was seeing next, and she was devastated by what she saw. "Alannah Feathersby?" she called. 'Oh god. Here we go again- "My eyes are sore, I've got a headache, no I can't have that, I have to have that! I can't lie down on that, it's too cold, now it's too hot!"' Alannah was a frequent patient at St Mungo's (unfortunately for the staff) and always had something to complain about. Of course, there was never anything really wrong, and it was all very trying. 'I can't deal with this today. Please don't make me, please don't make me, please don't ma…" her pleading was interrupted by a sudden cry.

"HELP! I found this little boy unconscious on the side of the street with blood on his face. He needs to be seen NOW!" Hermione instantly- and thankfully- referred Ms Feathersby to a different healer and rushed to the small boy's aid. She was alarmed to discover that it was the same boy that she had seen earlier in the day- with the platinum hair and the silver eyes. She suddenly felt an inexplicable maternal side of her come to life as she looked down at the helpless and injured boy in front of her.

She immediately took control of the situation. "Quickly" she yelled, "I need a free room and a sterilisation kit. We have an unconscious boy here. I'd say that he's about 6 years of age." She checked his pulse
"Oh thank goodness- he's still breathing". She herself sighed in relief at this particular piece of information. The next few hours rushed by stressfully, with Hermione stitching up the boy's head, disinfecting it, cleaning his hair of any blood and generally being worried about his wellbeing.

When he finally woke up, Hermione decided to find out about him "What's your name?" She asked lovingly.
"My name is Scorpius" he replied in a cute voice "What's your name?"
"My name is Hermione, Scorpius- but you can call me Mione."
"And you can call me Scorp." He gave Hermione a toothy grin as he said this.
"Do you know where your mum or dad is, Scorp?" she inquired gently.
"I haven't seen my mummy in a long time. But I saw my daddy this morning. He'll be here soon- won't he?" Scorpius suddenly looked very scared, and Hermione assumed that he had never really been away from his dad.

Hermione looked at him pityingly. "I'm sure he will, but while you're here, why don't you come with me. I'll take care of you until your dad arrives."
"Yeah! You can take care of me Mione" he exclaims with a huge smile on his face.
"I'll be back in one moment then Scorp, I've got to tell someone where we are going." She walked outside to tell Jessica- a fellow healer and friend of hers where she was going.
"Are you sure about this?" Jessica asked, "I mean you don't really know him, who knows whose son he is?"
"I don't care who his parents are, he is such a sweet little boy. Anyways, I just wanted to know if you could tell anyone who asks about him that we'll be out the back of the hospital, in the kid's area."
"Sure" she replies, "As long as you know what you're doing" Jessica gives Hermione a quick smile before going out to see her next patient.

Hermione walked back into the room that Scorpius was in to show him where they would be waiting. "Come on Scorp, let's go play shall we?" Scorpius' eyes lit up at the mention of playing. Hermione chuckled and lead him towards the private kids waiting area, where the children of healers would stay if they ever had to come in for the day.

A/N: Hi all, not many changes to this story- just some minor adjustments. Luckily for me, it seems that as the story has progressed I have as well. Yay for less editing. Thanks again for sticking with me through this tedious process. Once again- reviews are my lifeblood, and are much appreciated. Some point soon, probably after I have released an actual never before seen new chapter, I will make a list of all the people that have reviewed, liked, favourited, followed etc to show just how much you all mean to me.
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