Chapter Four: Hi, Mr. Malfoy. What kind of name is Malfoy?
~*~
"Excuse me, can we have someone see my, er, ex-husband?" Angelie asked.
"Fill out this form." The desk clerk of the ER replied. Angelie sighed and decided to fill out, as best she could, Draco's information.
Within twenty minutes, a nurse brought them to an exam room where she took Draco's vital signs and then left. "Merlin's beard. Couldn't you have just flicked your wand?"
"Not without being seen, Draco. Michigan Avenue is Chicago's busiest, most commercial street." Angelie replied.
"Damn." Draco said, curling over because of pains that were making their way to his stomach.
"Mr. Malfoy.I'm Jason Ross, and I'll be your doctor today." A doctor with bright blue eyes and the unmistakable energy of several five year olds.
"Just make me better, okay? Headaches and stomach pains." Draco replied. "Diagnose me."
Jason laughed. "Sorry, Mr. Malfoy. I'll have to draw some of your blood."
Draco sat up. "How do you go about that?"
Jason had a puzzled expression on his face. "You're British aren't you? Well, I'll have to get a needle and stick you."
"Nee.dle?" Draco mouthed. "Angelie?"
"Draco, please, let the handsome doctor do it and you'll be out of here." Angelie replied, winking at Jason.
Jason turned a shade of red before taking out a syringe and a tube. "It'll sting just a bit."
Draco's eyes widened at the size of the needle and before he could yelp Jason stuck him right at the vein. "Dammit, I hate doctors. Mu--- er British or American."
Jason laughed. "Well, can I ask what you had for dinner?"
"Sushi. Seigo sushi." Draco replied.
"You should've got the California Roll." Jason said, stopping the blood flow after getting enough for his sample.
Angelie grinned at Draco. "I told you so."
"And are you his wife?" Jason asked, scribbling something on the chart.
"Ex." Angelie replied. She didn't see Draco sneering at Jason. "We're here because we're 'culturing' the children."
"What's your name?" Jason asked, holding the door to the exam room open.
"Angelie, Angelie McCallester." She replied.
Jason winked at her. "Well, I'll be back with the results in about half an hour."
Angelie smiled at herself before going to sit next to Draco's bed. "What was all of that. 'Angelie, Angelie McCallester,' crap?" Draco asked putting a high voice on.
"Oh shut up, Draco." Angelie grinned. "He's a good looking guy."
"It's only because he's wearing that lab coat." Draco said rolling his eyes and sulking.
Angelie pondered this for a moment. "What's your point?"
"Men in uniform? Normal female weakness." Draco replied, sarcasm dripping in his voice.
"You know Draco, by the sounds of it, I'd think you were jealous." Angelie replied.
"Yeah, because by the looks of it, you'll get someone when I won't." Draco said.
"Is that it?" Angelie asked. "Well, who knows, maybe the nurses are looking for a Utility Closet meeting."
~*~
Jason came back as Angelie was walking towards the exam room. "Miss McCallester, I've got the results of your, uh, ex's blood test. Classic food poisoning. I'm going to give him a laxative to flush it out."
"That's attractive." Angelie snorted.
Jason laughed. "So, if he's your ex, that means you're single."
"Yes." Angelie replied.
"Well, while Mr. Malfoy is, getting better, do you want a coffee?" Jason asked.
"Sure." Angelie answered, as Jason opened the door to the exam room, where Draco lay pale and in pain.
"Well, here Mr. Malfoy, take this. It's a laxative and within an hour you should feel a lot better. It was just a case of food poisoning. Nothing serious." Jason said, handing Draco a small cup with one pill in it.
"Oh, okay. Thanks." Draco replied. Jason left the room with Angelie behind him. "Where are you going Angelie?"
"For a cup of coffee." Angelie replied. "I'll be back when you're done crapping your innards out."
"Oh that's a lovely vision." Draco said, bitingly.
While Draco was, as Angelie put it, "crapping his innards out", she and Jason were in the hospital's café sipping on a cup of coffee.
"So, Angelie, what do you do for a living?" Jason asked.
"I'm teach.er, anti-terrorism at a boarding school in Britain." Angelie replied. 'That's what the DADA should equal to, I think.'
"Oh, well, I guess it's useful for this day and age." Jason said.
"Don't worry, not many people know what to say to that." Angelie replied.
"And Draco, what does he do? He teaches too?" Jason asked.
'Quidditch.what on earth could I compare that to?' Angelie thought. "Football, he's a big footie star in England."
"Really? Why haven't I heard of him?" Jason asked. "I follow soccer."
"Injuries." Angelie replied. 'Dammit. Elijah told me American's weren't big football fans. He will pay.'
"Oh." Jason replied, taking his cup to his lips.
"So, Jason, what's a handsome doctor like you doing working the nightshift?" Angelie asked.
Jason laughed. "Ah, paying off medical school."
"You can do that during the day can't you? And club at night?" Angelie asked.
"I'm not a fan of clubs." Jason replied. "And besides, I get stuck with med students if I work the day shift, and they.I can't stand them. They're like a shadow. Only with feelings."
"I've watched 'Casualty.' They are annoying." Angelie replied.
" 'Casualty?' Is that like 'ER' or something?" Jason asked. Angelie shrugged.
"I suppose so." She replied.
Jason was about to say something before he got paged. "We've been here a while, and I need to discharge Draco soon." They both stood up. "Uh, do you think you could leave me your phone number?"
"Of where I'm staying? Sure." Angelie replied. She scribbled down the hotel's number and her extension. "We'll be here for a month."
"Oh, uh, well, I'm off tomorrow night, so do you want to, maybe watch a movie or something?" Jason asked, visibly turning several shades of red.
Angelie smiled. "I'd like that. A lot."
And then they went their separate ways but before Jason went to see his next patient he made sure he did a victory dance down the hallway.
~*~
"Excuse me, can we have someone see my, er, ex-husband?" Angelie asked.
"Fill out this form." The desk clerk of the ER replied. Angelie sighed and decided to fill out, as best she could, Draco's information.
Within twenty minutes, a nurse brought them to an exam room where she took Draco's vital signs and then left. "Merlin's beard. Couldn't you have just flicked your wand?"
"Not without being seen, Draco. Michigan Avenue is Chicago's busiest, most commercial street." Angelie replied.
"Damn." Draco said, curling over because of pains that were making their way to his stomach.
"Mr. Malfoy.I'm Jason Ross, and I'll be your doctor today." A doctor with bright blue eyes and the unmistakable energy of several five year olds.
"Just make me better, okay? Headaches and stomach pains." Draco replied. "Diagnose me."
Jason laughed. "Sorry, Mr. Malfoy. I'll have to draw some of your blood."
Draco sat up. "How do you go about that?"
Jason had a puzzled expression on his face. "You're British aren't you? Well, I'll have to get a needle and stick you."
"Nee.dle?" Draco mouthed. "Angelie?"
"Draco, please, let the handsome doctor do it and you'll be out of here." Angelie replied, winking at Jason.
Jason turned a shade of red before taking out a syringe and a tube. "It'll sting just a bit."
Draco's eyes widened at the size of the needle and before he could yelp Jason stuck him right at the vein. "Dammit, I hate doctors. Mu--- er British or American."
Jason laughed. "Well, can I ask what you had for dinner?"
"Sushi. Seigo sushi." Draco replied.
"You should've got the California Roll." Jason said, stopping the blood flow after getting enough for his sample.
Angelie grinned at Draco. "I told you so."
"And are you his wife?" Jason asked, scribbling something on the chart.
"Ex." Angelie replied. She didn't see Draco sneering at Jason. "We're here because we're 'culturing' the children."
"What's your name?" Jason asked, holding the door to the exam room open.
"Angelie, Angelie McCallester." She replied.
Jason winked at her. "Well, I'll be back with the results in about half an hour."
Angelie smiled at herself before going to sit next to Draco's bed. "What was all of that. 'Angelie, Angelie McCallester,' crap?" Draco asked putting a high voice on.
"Oh shut up, Draco." Angelie grinned. "He's a good looking guy."
"It's only because he's wearing that lab coat." Draco said rolling his eyes and sulking.
Angelie pondered this for a moment. "What's your point?"
"Men in uniform? Normal female weakness." Draco replied, sarcasm dripping in his voice.
"You know Draco, by the sounds of it, I'd think you were jealous." Angelie replied.
"Yeah, because by the looks of it, you'll get someone when I won't." Draco said.
"Is that it?" Angelie asked. "Well, who knows, maybe the nurses are looking for a Utility Closet meeting."
~*~
Jason came back as Angelie was walking towards the exam room. "Miss McCallester, I've got the results of your, uh, ex's blood test. Classic food poisoning. I'm going to give him a laxative to flush it out."
"That's attractive." Angelie snorted.
Jason laughed. "So, if he's your ex, that means you're single."
"Yes." Angelie replied.
"Well, while Mr. Malfoy is, getting better, do you want a coffee?" Jason asked.
"Sure." Angelie answered, as Jason opened the door to the exam room, where Draco lay pale and in pain.
"Well, here Mr. Malfoy, take this. It's a laxative and within an hour you should feel a lot better. It was just a case of food poisoning. Nothing serious." Jason said, handing Draco a small cup with one pill in it.
"Oh, okay. Thanks." Draco replied. Jason left the room with Angelie behind him. "Where are you going Angelie?"
"For a cup of coffee." Angelie replied. "I'll be back when you're done crapping your innards out."
"Oh that's a lovely vision." Draco said, bitingly.
While Draco was, as Angelie put it, "crapping his innards out", she and Jason were in the hospital's café sipping on a cup of coffee.
"So, Angelie, what do you do for a living?" Jason asked.
"I'm teach.er, anti-terrorism at a boarding school in Britain." Angelie replied. 'That's what the DADA should equal to, I think.'
"Oh, well, I guess it's useful for this day and age." Jason said.
"Don't worry, not many people know what to say to that." Angelie replied.
"And Draco, what does he do? He teaches too?" Jason asked.
'Quidditch.what on earth could I compare that to?' Angelie thought. "Football, he's a big footie star in England."
"Really? Why haven't I heard of him?" Jason asked. "I follow soccer."
"Injuries." Angelie replied. 'Dammit. Elijah told me American's weren't big football fans. He will pay.'
"Oh." Jason replied, taking his cup to his lips.
"So, Jason, what's a handsome doctor like you doing working the nightshift?" Angelie asked.
Jason laughed. "Ah, paying off medical school."
"You can do that during the day can't you? And club at night?" Angelie asked.
"I'm not a fan of clubs." Jason replied. "And besides, I get stuck with med students if I work the day shift, and they.I can't stand them. They're like a shadow. Only with feelings."
"I've watched 'Casualty.' They are annoying." Angelie replied.
" 'Casualty?' Is that like 'ER' or something?" Jason asked. Angelie shrugged.
"I suppose so." She replied.
Jason was about to say something before he got paged. "We've been here a while, and I need to discharge Draco soon." They both stood up. "Uh, do you think you could leave me your phone number?"
"Of where I'm staying? Sure." Angelie replied. She scribbled down the hotel's number and her extension. "We'll be here for a month."
"Oh, uh, well, I'm off tomorrow night, so do you want to, maybe watch a movie or something?" Jason asked, visibly turning several shades of red.
Angelie smiled. "I'd like that. A lot."
And then they went their separate ways but before Jason went to see his next patient he made sure he did a victory dance down the hallway.