Disclaimer: Hp belongs to nobody but J.K. Rowling. Period.

A/n: Oh wow, more insanity. Haha.

By: Aningme

Chapter 4

Dilemma

It's been a month ever since Draco was brought to the hospital. And still, she had a decision to make. She was standing at the roof top of the hospital again, holding on to the railing, and staring up at the night sky.

"Harry... Wherever you are, I'm still going to find you…" She muttered as tears started to slip down her cheeks again. Her chest heaved as the snows swept around her, she could feel the chain around her neck eddying around it, with a ring dangling on it. It was a square cut diamond ring, an engagement ring.

"Harry… Just wait for me… I'm coming for you…" She muttered and slowly untangled her fingers, one by one, from the railing. But then again…

RIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!

"Damn! When will these people leave me alone!" She screamed as she climbed back unto the limits of the railing. She dug in her pocket and snatched her phone. "What now?" She screamed.

"Dr. Granger. We need you again." Mrs. Dubley answered. "Another car accident. Section 2-3 of Emergency room."

"Isn't Dr. Merrill there? He could cover for me." Hermione whined. No matter what she does, someone stops her from doing it.

"He's in the operating room now. Nobody's there to cover up for you. We're out of doctors again. You're the only one available for now." Mrs. Dubley reasoned out.

"Are you sure? It's my break right now." She couldn't believe it. She couldn't even do what she wants in her breaks.

"We are very sure. Please hurry up too. It's critical."

"Okay. I'm coming." She hung up and settled herself, wiping away her hot tears. She readied herself for work again.

As she strolled down the hospital stairs, her phone rang again.

"Sweet Merlin! It never stops!" She exclaimed. "What now!"

"Hermy, woah, calm down. It's me. Ron." Ron answered as he heard her sigh.

"I'm sorry, Ron. It's just that my phone keeps on ringing. It just irritated me." She muttered.

"Am I bothering you?"

"No, no, no!" She shook herself and gathered up her bearings. "What is it? Is something wrong?"

"Well, I was just wondering if you are not that busy, though you look busy, if you could come over here and have a drink with us. Ginny wants a celebration about her baby. It's one month older, you know. She thinks it deserves a celebration."

Hermione shook her head. The baby is not even out of her friend's belly and yet, it has one-month-older celebrations already. It's just hysterical.

"Um… tonight?" Hermione sighed again. "I'm sorry Ron. I have a patient now. They say it's critical and we're out of doctors again."

"Out of doctors? Again? Are there really few doctors in this town?" Ron blabbered.

"Yes. I couldn't believe it too." She mumbled. "But anyway, I have to go. Tell Ginny I'm sorry I couldn't come. And wish the baby good luck for me, okay?"

"Yeah, sure Herm. Be careful, alright?"

"Yeah. Thanks Ron."

"No prob." And they hung up.

"What's the status now?" Hermione asked Mrs. Dubley.

Mrs. Dubley smiled at her. "Critical. Alcohol drinker too. Broken bones and seizure in the chest during the hit. Just the same as our patient before."

"Before?" Hermione asked.

"Remember? Mr. Malfoy?"

What? Hermione thought. She was surprised Mrs. Dubley still remembered him. She must have a great memory.

"Oh. Any procedures performed already?"

"None yet. He just checked in now." Mrs. Dubley answered.

Hermione turned to Mrs. Dubley in shock. Mrs. Dubley never let any patient check in without her presence. Especially now that she just sits in her counter now, doing nothing.

"He's in there all alone?" Hermione pointed at the emergency room.

"Yes. Go on. Check on him." Mrs. Dubley said with a smile.

Hermione just stared at her in bewilderment. What on earth is happening here! She wondered and shrugged, entering the emergency room.

She entered and walked directly to section 2-3. She saw the man all covered with the sheets from head to toe. She wondered if she was in the right section. He looked dead.

But then, when she uncovered the sheets, she almost dropped her jaw and gaped.

It wasn't a man.

It was a bed of roses.

She stared at the red roses and smelled the great fragrance. She wondered from whom they were from. She saw the card and read it. She read it in complete confusion.

Granger,

I'm at the coffee shop beside the hospital NOW. Meet me there.

Malfoy

"Bastard." Hermione groaned and walked off.

Entering the coffee shop an hour later, Hermione was surprised to see Malfoy still sitting there in a corner, waiting for her.

"Good. You finally came. I thought you would stand me up." He muttered and offered her a seat.

She stood still. "What are you doing Malfoy? You think you could buy me with a bed of roses?"

"Well, they brought you here." He smiled.

She just glared at him. "Just a letter or a phone call would be fine. I don't need a bed of roses." She snapped. Draco sighed and sat down.

"If you don't want to sit. Fine. Have it your way." Draco muttered, with a smirk.

She hated that smirk. "What are you intending to do? What are those roses for?"

Draco just kept quiet, sipping his coffee.

"Are you just going to sit there and do nothing?" She whined.

"Yes. Unless you sit. Then I'll talk." He answered, smiling at her.

Hermione just glared at him and turned to her heel, walking off.

"Hey, wait!" He quickly reached for her wrist and pulled her back. "C'mon. Just sit down. Even just for a moment."

Hermione stared at him in confusion and gave in, sitting on a chair across him.

Draco smiled again and sat down too. "Now, you want some coffee?"

"I'm not staying for long." She answered.

He stared at her. "Alright then."

"Just tell me what those roses are for. And what on earth are you doing." Hermione uttered and crossed her arms across her chest.

He just kept on staring. "I promised to date you for a year, remember? Starting from this day. January 17."

She couldn't believe what he was saying. "I said forget about the payment. You don't need to do this." She muttered and stood up, walking off again.

"But a deal is a deal." Malfoy stood up too. "A real man shouldn't turn his back on his word."

Hermione spun around him. "You're saying you're a real man?" She laughed. "That's a big joke, Malfoy. I didn't know you have a good sense of humor." She sarcastically said. "Forget it, Malfoy. I'm supposed to be in Ron's house right now. But instead I'm here with you. And it's your fault." She added and walked off, for good.

Draco just watched her go.

A/n: There. I know it's kinda weird. But that's that. The rest is for the next chapters.

But anyway, have to say my thanks to princessdza. Thank you sooo much.ü And thanks too for adding me up to your C2 community. And I don't mind about that.ü I think it's really cool.ü Thanks! Oh, and thanks for your fab review. Really appreciated it alot. I thought I would cry when I checked out my account. No one seems to like this story! But anyways, I recieved a review and I shall continue...ü until then>>>>>>>Aningme