I was being poked in the shoulder. Great. I groaned as I buried my head into my pillow. That's when I remembered where I was. I wasn't at home. I was in the hospital's waiting room. I had gotten thrown against a wall by accident and I was waiting for some doctor to help me. I wasn't burying my head into a pillow unless they had pillows in waiting rooms, which I doubted.
"Draco?" I mumbled as I pulled my head away from the softness, which turned out to be Draco's chest.
"Yes, I know, I'm sorry." He whispered as he picked me up and started to carry me somewhere. "It's our turn, so you're going to have to be awake by the time we get there."
"Uh, huh." I mumbled before my brain fully woke up. Sitting in Draco's arms was comfortable, but not when you suddenly felt a stream of pain rushing up your back.
"Ow!" I shrieked as quietly as I could, as my whole body started moving in Draco's arms, trying to get away from the pain.
Draco's arms continued to pull me closer to him as I felt waves of pain go through my body. "It's going to be ok," he said. Just the sound of his voice made me attempt to relax. He was the kind of guy who had that effect on me.
As I tried to think about something that didn't remind me of the pain, I thought of Hermione.
"Draco?" I whispered, "Is Hermione going to be my doctor?"
"I don't know. Would you like that?" He whispered back. It felt like he was walking fast, but was trying to keep me steady.
"She is a witch, and she knows me. If she's available I would love for her to be the one to help me." I whispered back quietly.
By that time we had arrived in a doctor's room, and to my surprise Hermione was already waiting for me there.
"Hey Ginny!" She said as we walked through the door. "How about we lay you down on this table. Can you do that Draco?" She was all business like, and for a while I was glad that she wasn't planning on torturing Draco instead of doing her job properly.
Draco carefully laid me down on a slightly comfortable table with a sheet of paper on it. I wondered if this was what a muggle doctor's office always looked like, or if this was Hermione's room.
Before I was laying down completely on my back, Hermione said suddenly, as she sounded kind of sorry, "Gin, I'm sorry, but you have to get undressed so I can properly examine you. Draco, can you please leave." She hadn't asked Draco to leave, she had told him too.
"I don't want him to leave." I said as I struggled to sit up again. A hand met my back while another met my waist. Draco. He was perfect.
"I really think he shouldn't be present for this examination, Ginny. You do realize that I meant all of your…" Hermione said as much as she could before I interrupted her.
"He's seen most of it before, Hermione." Whoops. I probably shouldn't have let that slip. My brothers will probably kill me the next time they see me now.
"Oh." Was her only reply as she helped me pull my shirt over my head. Luckily she must have rethought me taking off all of my clothes, as she let me keep everything below my waist on.
Hermione helped me lay back down as she refused to let Draco be anywhere near me during the examination. He was sitting on a rolling chair in the corner, poised to move closer to me at a moments notice.
"Ow!" I squeaked as the process began. God, I hoped it would be over soon!
The examination was over after an hour. An hour of poking me and prodding me with expensive looking muggle equipment while Draco jumped up every now and then only to be pushed back into his seat by Hermione. Then Hermione took about 50 X-Rays, and then she continued with the poking.
I was fully dressed again, and I was sitting on Draco's lap as he rolled around the room slowly on the chair he was sitting on.
Hermione walked in with another doctor. The new doctor was a women of about 5'8 height and looked like a model. She had long legs, and was wearing an incredibly short skirt under her doctor's coat. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a bun, which seemed to increase her look of "I'm a mature adult who looks great in sexy clothes." I sneaked a quick glance at Draco and was disappointed to see that he wasn't immune to this lady's charms.
"Hi. My name is Michelle Adams, and I was the one who looked over your X-Rays. I specialize in X-Rays and broken bones. Although Hermione IS a great doctor, she's handing your case over to me." To my surprise she shook hands with me, then shook hands with Draco for an amount of time that wasn't necessarily appropriate.
Hermione quietly slipped out of the room with a little wave as Michelle Adams started to speak.
"From what I can tell from these X-Rays," she said as she put the X-Rays on a lighted board that allowed us to see the picture, "You have a broken bone. This bone is relatively small, so it's hard to fix, and can make you be in pain for months before it fixes itself. This bone is located behind the stomach near the spinal cord."
As she talked, she frequently looked at Draco, but she barely looked at me at all. I just wanted to get the meds and take off. Hopefully she wouldn't offer to escort us to our car, since we didn't have our car with us. Huh, maybe the car would come in handy after all.
When it seemed like there was a slight lull in the conversation I leaned over and whispered to Draco, "Do you think we can leave soon? I just want to go home." Although the pain had turned into a dull ache, I just wanted to be home in my own bed relaxing instead of hanging around at a muggle hospital with a doctor who was flirting with my fiancé.
"Sure, I'll try to get us out of here soon." He whispered back as his arms tightened around me for a second before laying off.
Thirty minutes later we were on our way home. We had successfully worked our way out, invited Hermione over for dinner the next day, and had gotten some medication for me. What a wonderful world!!
By the time we got home, it was 4:00 pm. We'd spent our entire day at the hospital. As we approached the house, Draco walked quickly up onto the front porch and went inside, before carefully laying me down on the couch. He then proceeded to leave me there. Our couch is close to the window, so I leaned over to look at what he was doing. He was only making his way to the barn, to hopefully feed the horses. In my mind, I had imagined him coming home, dumping me, and taking off with that pretty doctor, which I couldn't have taken.
As I waited for Draco to come back, Hurricane made his way to my lap for some cuddles. Although it hurt when he first jumped up on me, the pain mostly went away after a second or too. After a while, I began to get worried. Maybe he HAD taken off with the doctor and they had told each other to meet in our barn! Some part of my brain knew that it wasn't possible, but the main part of my brain couldn't turn away the possibility, and instead focused on it.
As I continued to sit on the couch waiting for Draco, my body was in a relaxed state, but my mind couldn't stop working. I couldn't stop thinking about the many possibilities of where Draco could be. After another ten minutes or so, my jealousy had turned to worry, and I couldn't just sit there anymore. Moving didn't seem like the greatest idea, but if moving let me see Draco, then I was all for it.
My first objective was to put my feet on the floor. When no pain resurfaced at that movement I made a move to stand up before falling back on the couch as a shoot of pain ran through my back. This injury was going to be more painful than I had originally thought. A few seconds later I made a second attempt to stand up and ignored the pain as I forced myself to stand upright. I knew that moving resulted in pain, so as I moved forward to take my first step I was expecting the pain. I continued to ignore the feelings as I made my way out of the house and to the barn.
From outside the barn I could hear noises, but I couldn't identify where the noises were coming from so I quietly opened the barn door and gently closed it behind me again. I turned around to see Draco curled up in a ball on top of a chest filled with horse supplies. Both Ash and Moonlight were leaning over their stall doors to try to nose at Draco's head, but he wasn't paying much attention to them. He seemed to be crying.
I stood there for a second, in shock. Why was he crying? And if the amount of time he had been away from me was an indication, he had been crying for a long time.
"Draco," I whispered, letting my voice carry across the barn. At the sound of my voice he jumped up and wiped the tears from his face as he turned to Ash and Moonlight to give them some love.
"Draco," I whispered again, this time following my voice with steps as I slowly made my way towards Draco.
"You shouldn't have moved," he replied, his voice gruff and uneven.
"I know, but you'd been gone for so long," I was now standing very close to him, and as I moved within touching distance, I wrapped my arms around him and rested my entire body weight against his back. My arms were at first wrapped around his entire body before I moved them to rub up and down his arms.
"I'm sorry," he whispered super softly, almost as if he didn't want me to hear what he was saying.
"I know, but it wasn't really your fault," I started to say before he abruptly turned himself around in my arms to interrupt me.
"Yes it is! I threw you against a wall! How is that not my fault?" He had wrenched himself from my arms to pace around the barn.
"It was an accident," I started to say before he interrupted me again.
"Accident or no accident, it's still my fault." With that declaration he lowered himself to the chest and started to sob.
"Draco!" I said as I jogged over to the chest, ignoring the pain as much as I could. "It was an accident and I'm ok! I'm ok!" I had thrown one arm around his shoulders while my other hand was gently moving over his face, wiping the tears away.
I continued to murmur nonsense words to him, hoping to calm him. After awhile he finally stopped crying, only to rest his head against my shoulder and to fall asleep.