Just as Hermione raised the curtains, light shone on the bed and Diana made a soft groan. Hurriedly, Hermione went to the bed and whispered,

"Diana…"

Diana opened her eyes and struggled to sit up. With Hermione's help, she sat up and said,

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you worry so much—"

"It's alright, everything is fine now."

"What time is it?"

"Half two, you have slept for almost a whole day," explained Hermione. "The doctor says they will discharge you after they take a look at your PT scan, provided that you are well enough to leave the bed."

"I thought I would be dead, the moment when the car crashed…"

"What happened?"

"I was crossing the road, then it happened. It happened so fast that I didn't even manage to see what the car plate was. All I knew was a silver car, nothing else."

"The police said they were going to look into this."

"Police?" said Diana. "I stopped believing in them when I was seven."

Hermione bit her lips, trying to say some words of encouragement.

"Hermione," said Diana, glanced at the clock on the wall. "You need to go back to work."

"It's alright, I will go back at five."

The doctor came in with a file in his arm.

"You're Ms. Diana Granger, right?"

"Yes."

"We have arranged a PT scan for you tomorrow at nine in the morning. If nothing goes wrong, you may be discharged."

"Thank you," answered Diana and the doctor walked away.

"Let me get you something to eat," said Hermione and soon as she walked out of the ward, she nearly bumped into a tall figure.

"Mr. Malfoy?" exclaimed Hermione, confused.

"Come now, Ms. Granger, am I not allowed to show care to my staff's family?"

Before she could nod, he said,

"I hope you won't mind me a private conversation with your sister. And I certainly hope you won't eavesdrop."

He went in and closed the door. Hermione carefully leaned against the door, overhearing the conversation.

"Good to you see intact," said Lucius coldly.

"I am surprised to see you still remember me," answered Diana in a wounded tone. "Considering that I almost got arrested by the police."

"If the police had not arrived, you and your sister will be having a nice conversation at the prison's phone booth," he said. "Unless that's what you want—"

"Straight into the topic," snapped Diana. "What do you want?"

"Simple—behave."

"I don't see how I haven't behaved."

"You have brought more than enough trouble to her and you should consider yourself fortunate to be still alive."

"Nobody asked you to save me."

"I am saving you because of him!" he growled. "If it had not been him, I would not even glance at you, not to mention saving your life."

"Him? Him?" scoffed Diana. "You know him better than I do, and you wouldn't even say his name."

"I am not here to argue with you," said Lucius. "I am here to remind you, do not bring anymore trouble to me and your sister, alright?"

"How odd, asking the trouble itself not to come."

Soon as Hermione heard the doorstep, she walked away from the door and pretended nothing happened. Lucius came out and left without glancing at Hermione. Hermione immediately went inside and asked,

"What did he talk to you?"

"Didn't you say you would bring me something to eat?" said Diana.

Seeing that Diana did not want to answer her question, she nodded and hurried to the hospital canteen.

I know this is a very short chapter (which means the next chapter should be longer).

Yes, again I was sick and I still had a lot of work to do...

Oh yes, who is the "him" they are talking about? Let me know what you think by writing it down in your reviews. You might be surprised when time comes.