A good half hour later, Ginny had taken her time, walking with Terrance back downstairs, casually holding a conversation of things other than Draco. She had parted ways at the nurses' station as he caught site of Miss Brocklehurst shuffling through files absently.

~ Excuse me Ginny..~

"Of course..."

Grinning wider now, she watched out of the corner of her eye as Terrance seemed to silently talk with Miss Brocklehurst, and all the while Miss Brocklehurst was growing slightly redder from things he was obviously saying. Now if only Ginny could find that kind of guy. Of course, she got stuck with taking care of Draco.

Though she had to admit, he was rather, well, handsome. The ay he let his hair grow out, was a nice look, and even though he was blind those type of things never bothered Ginny about a man. What bothered her about Draco, was that fact that he was simply put: Draco Malfoy. Part of him just rubbed her the wrong way and got her knickers in such a twist!

For example, the way he was pouting when she came in with his sandwich. He had sat up at the rustle of her robes, folded his arms across his chest and scowled.

"Finally!"

Now, under most circumstances Ginny would've taken the scowl and let him have a piece of her mind. Given she couldn't do that while she was a Nurse, obviously having to care for -every- patient, whether they deserved it not was out of the question. These though, were out of the ordinary Issues and that meant she had to take extra extra special care of this patient.

With that in mind, she took a seat in a chair situated next to his bed, and placed the Sandwich on his lap.

It took him a moment to realize that this wasn't what he demanded, but he seemed to eat it anyways. Since he wouldn't start the conversation she supposed she would.

"I'm very sorry they didn't have anything you wanted."

"Yes well, this will just -have- to do won't it Weasley?"

"Miss Weasley, please. Well why didn't you go get it your self..."

She already knew the answer by his hanging silence, but he soon answered anyways.

"I can't."

She persisted, wanting him to tell her himself.

"And just why not?"

"..I...just can't."

"You mean you're lazy? Is that it?"

"I can't walk, ok?!"

He placed the plate on his table carelessly, and turned his back to her resting on his side. She knew he got him finally, and leaned forward to do a slight tuck in of the covers around his body, making sure he was comfortable.

"I Know.." She patted his shoulder and found he didn't flinch. Rather he muttered bitterly his reply

"So why did you bloody ask, -Miss- Weasley?"

"Because, the first step is Admitting the Problem." She stated matter-of-factly, leaning back in her chair to watch him contemplate her answer. Hesitantly he turned to face her, and she wondered if his eyes would show confusion in this matter.

"First step, of what?"

"Learning to Walk again...Of course.."

That's how it began. He was reluctant to work with any nurse, and they him, but he was even more so with Ginny Weasley. With neither ever speaking of their first real encounter that day he lost his walking power, and the fact that she was a Weasley, it was hard for him to agree. Yet somehow he figured there was hardly anything worse and he'd might as well give it a shot. Everyday she'd tend to him hand and foot, and everyday they began with simple exercises to help the muscle in his legs grow stronger.

"Good, now push forward against my hand, then bend your leg, and have your knee come up towards your chest..."

He thought it was rather silly though, and hesitated doing it, lifting his head in her direction with brows shooting up above the bandages.

"Oh try it! Stop being a baby, I read about these in a book, they'll tone your muscle and get them back in shape..."

Shaking his head with a defeated sigh he tried to lift his leg, but it was hard enough, having hardly any control over the muscle there.

"I can't! Ugh, Weasl-Miss Weasley we've tried, I can't do it .."

"Lord, well here, I'll get you started.."

Her small hand reached out and grasped his barefoot gently, he had wanted to jerk from her touch. Not because it was anything horrible, the problem was it was rather...nice. She had one of those touches that gave him a chill up his spine. Of course, he couldn't let her know that! With a mutter he propped himself up further.

"Your hands are really ..cold.."

"Tough luck, Try to push against my hand if you can.."

She began the exercise for him, placing one hand under his calf and the other on his foot. Pushing up she bent his leg and stretched until his knee was being pushed towards his chest. Then stretching the leg muscle out again she pushed back up to continue in the same manner. At first she was the only one moving his legs, but eventually she had felt some push given on his own accord. He said nothing, but looking up she realized his face showed immense concentration. Slowly she let up, and watched as he was pushing his own leg into her hand.

"Draco! See!! You -can- do it!"

Again no words from him, maybe he didn't feel like celebrating the achievement with her. She sighed and went silent as well, doing the same exercise with his other leg. She didn't realize how much effort it was really taking on his part. It was actually exhausting, mentally and physically to do it, but for some reason he kept willing himself on. Something about her made him want the use of his legs bad, and he couldn't explain what. The moment her hands fell away from his skin though, the feeling faded and he promptly dropped his legs, and fell back onto the bed.

"Good job, We'll do other kinds tomorrow ok?"

"Yeah, yeah sure.."

"I have to go get your dinner, I'll be back.."

Silence. She waited for any movement for him, but he was either staring up or maybe falling asleep by the way he laid so still. With a pop she had apparated away.

"..yeah...Thanks, Weasley.."

A/n: I feel like stopping there. You know, if this were a movie.. I could see this being good but It's hard to make it into chapters you know? Oh well. Kinda reminds me of the movie Love and War, with Sandra Bullock, and Chris O'Donnell. [ two N's? I dunno] Give me ideas on a conflict... I was thinking either a doctor or a certain someone liking Ginny and Draco notices and it's like.. Agh.. you know? I dunno.. o__O;;