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A/n: Here's the second part. It's a little vague too like the first chapter. But I hope you understand the connections.ü Thank you. Please review! Will appreciate it a lot. Really. I will not continue this with out reviews. That's the reason I post this, right?ü Well, anyway, on with it.

By: Aningme

Chapter 2

Dilemma

She took off her robes and spread her arms, letting herself feel the cold wind blowing past her. She could hear Him whisper in her ear as the wind caresses her. She could hear Him calling her name.

Tears streaked her face. She couldn't help but call out to Him.

"Harry... Harry... Harry!" She screamed, facing the heavens. She was standing on the roof top of the hospital. "Harry! ...Why did you leave me? Why did you leave me here all alone?" She screamed and sobbed, her chest heaving with the heavy wind. "I'm so sorry, Harry... Sorry… Sorry…" She slowly lowered her arms and closed her eyes, feeling him through the wind. Small flakes of snow flew down towards her. Her skin went numb with the coldness.

Walking towards the railing, she lifted her weak legs and crossed over the railing, holding on the cold metal. She wanted to end all of this. She wanted to be with Him.

"I'm going to follow you… I'll find you…" She whispered, slowly stretching her arms, leaning over thin cold air. "I'll find you."

Closing her eyes, she slowly unfolded her fingers along the railing, her body tilting over into nothingness. She was about to fall when…

RINNGGGGGGGGGG!

Her body jerked with the sudden ring of her phone. Her fingers clutched again to the metal.

"Oh sweet Merlin!" She screamed as she crawled back into the limits of the metal railings. She grabbed her coat, fumbling in it and grabbed her ringing phone from her dress pocket.

"What!" She almost screamed on the person on the other line.

"Dr. Granger, you are needed in here. Since you signed in for your shift, we could ask help from you." The head nurse, Mrs. Dubley, spoke. She sounded a little busy, commanding other nurses, probably. "Dr. Granger, wherever you are, please come here immediately. We have a car accident patient here. He is badly injured and we ran out of doctors. Every since winter came lots of patients are coming and going."

"Well, it's winter. Accident prone with the snows." Hermione said and started for the stairs. "I'm coming. Which section is he?"

"Section 2-3. Emergency room."

"Okay. Thanks." She muttered and hung up. She sighed and headed for work.

"Where is he?" She asked Mrs. Dubley as she led her to him. "Status?"

"Critical. 50:50 awhile ago. Revived. Blood pressure shot up. Alcohol level, way up from normal. He's driving drunk."

He must be a weirdo. Hermione thought as she walked towards a body.

"This is him?" She asked as she observed his bruised eye, his broken arm, his fractured leg. She stared at his face and furrowed her brows. His face looked familiar. But with the bruises around his face, his broken jaw, it was hard to say. She double checked the ECG machine and the heart rate.

"He stopped breathing, chest seized during the big hit." Mrs. Dubley continued. "We already checked his vital status. He's still surfing along the life line."

"Bring on some syringe here and some bandages. Prepare for cast procedures and operations. This man has lots of broken bones." She checked his chest and found a big blue bruise on his chest. "Broken ribs too. Tsk, tsk." She muttered and injected him with a solution. "Bring this man to the operating room. Must have ripped his own lung with his broken ribs on the way. Gotta stitch him." She smiled at Mrs. Dubley as she instructed some other nurses to deliver him in the Operating room. She sighed right after, watching the blonde haired man roll off, and prepared herself for the operation.

He looks kind of familiar. She muttered to herself and walked towards the operating room.

"Oh, Dr. Granger." Mrs. Dubley called out again.

"Yes?" Hermione turned and received a clip board. "What's this? She opened it and almost stopped breathing as she saw the name printed on the paper.

"That's the file of your patient, Mr. Draco Malfoy."

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