Full Summary: A badly banged-up and war-weary Draco Malfoy ended up under Ginny Weasley's care at the height of the War. She refused to look after her former schoolmate nemesis until she realized he has amnesia; maybe caring for him wouldn't be as tough as trying to co-exist with him at Hogwarts…

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PhoenixRae's Note: REPOSTED WITH REVISIONS. I REALIZED SOON AFTER THAT THE TIMELINE DIDN'T JIVE WITH THE YEAR THIS FIC IS SET – DUMBLEDORE'S DEATH HAPPENED END OF HARRY'S 6TH YEAR, WHICH MEANT THIS SUMMER NOT THE PREVIOUS SUMMER Thanks to all those who reviewed and read the first chapter. I am in such mood that I can't wait to post the second chapter ASAP. This is a bit short chapter, but I hope you still enjoy it. I'll try and get the third chapter out ASAP.

II. Fast Recovery

GINNY'S LEAST FAVOURITE PATIENT, but the one person who managed to creep through her subconscious even when she was no longer working, began showing signs of a hundred percent recovery on his third day in the recovery tent. Dean and Seamus, as well as the mediwitches and wizards who looked after him, didn't lie about Draco Malfoy suffering from memory loss.

Malfoy panicked his first full day being awake. He lay in his bed contemplating, alternately throwing panic attacks and howling from pain from the blow he received to the head.

"How are you feeling today?" was Ginny's cheery greeting when she approached his bed.

Malfoy sat up and leaned his back on the iron bar headrest, a smile lighting up his face. Ginny was still trying to get used to receiving this kind of reception from him. Normally she was greeted with a snarl and a smirk back in the days of them attending Hogwarts.

"I feel better now that you're here," was his smiling response.

It was a cheesy reply, but Ginny had to give him props for delivering the line in a somewhat sexy manner. Was this the Draco Malfoy who drove the girls of Slytherin crazy when they were in school? Well, only one girl in particular seemed to be head over heels in love with him, and that girl was Pansy Parkinson.

"Well, looks like you'll be leaving today. I spoke to one of the attending mediwizards, and Dr. Fitzwassle said you're already fully recovered," she beamed at him.

Ginny watched Malfoy's smile falter after she was done telling him he was being released. Of course he'd be released under the custody of one of the Aurors since she found out that he was indeed a captive when the Order member he was with and a few others were ambushed.

"What's wrong?"

"I am not a hundred percent recovered yet, Ginny."

Ginny. It gives her goosebumps hearing him refer to her by her preferred name. She could get used to this Draco Malfoy with her than the old git he used to be.

"You mean you haven't gotten your memory back?"

He gave a jerky nod of his longish silver blond head.

Ginny pulled a chair and sat down by his bed. It was almost the end of her shift and not a lot of the other patients needed attending too. Besides there are other volunteers working this evening so she could linger a bit longer while visiting her charges.

"It will help you remember if you're not in this facility, Draco." His given name tasted and sounded alien to her tongue and mouth. She had to empathize with him and let bygones be bygones for the sake of not upsetting her patient.

"Is that really my name?" He asked her eagerly, hope and something else glinted in those gray orbs.

"Yeah. How many times do I have to tell you that your name is Draco?"

He gave a slight shrug. "I guess until I start believing you, you'll just have to remind me that that is indeed my given name."

"Well I won't be the only one reminding you what your real name is."

"What do you mean?" he frowned.

"The people you will go with once you're released from here will be calling you 'Draco' as well."

"And who will these people be?"

"Nice people." She covered her crossed fingers on her lap with her hand and hoped that her smile didn't look too phony to him. She knew the Ministry Aurors are nice people. Some of them are working for the Order and she heard that Tonks will be the one Malfoy will be handed off to, but knowing how upset members of the Orders are of him for being the person responsible for letting Death Eaters in to Hogwarts that fateful night, Ginny couldn't actually vouch for how much they'd be able to tolerate him.

"Are they my family?"

"Not really."

"What do you mean?"

"Your parents are…preoccupied with other matters."

"Such as?"

Ginny knew he was recovering and patients who were suffering from memory loss shouldn't be overloaded with information right away. Some of them he might retain and might help jog his memory, but she was told not to tell him too much otherwise he'd only lose his mind.

She was all for him losing his mind and be locked up in an asylum, but that was before she started spending some time with him and getting to know this side of Draco Malfoy she was still having a hard time believing existed.

YOU SAY HE DOESN'T REMEMBER WHO HE IS?" asked Nymphadora Tonks, an Auror and member of the Order of the Phoenix, when she met up with Ginny the day she was to pick up Malfoy from the recovery unit.

"That's what I said. He doesn't even know his own name."

"Then he won't be of any use to us if that's the case." Tonks sounded very disappointed at this sudden turn of events. "We need to get information from him about the Dark Lord's next move and everything that will help us end this damn war."

"The mediwitches and wizards are certain he will regain his memory back, but it will take some time," Ginny reassured her upset friend.

"Time is what we don't have, Ginny. A lot of people are dying, wasting away, being blown up to pieces because the Dark Lord wants full power to take over our world. And the one person we have, the only chance of us infiltrating the side of evil is suffering from amnesia!"

"Why was he found with an Order member?" Ginny's been dying to know the reason why an unbound captive like Draco Malfoy was found without any restraints on his person with members of the Order. "I know he's a prisoner, but shouldn't he be bound or have some sort of restrain on him? I heard he was free as a bird when he was found on the scene."

Tonks seemed to think about how to answer her question without divulging too much. Order members as well as Aurors and other Ministry staff fighting this war were put under oath to not tell civilians or family members of exactly what they were doing. It was for their own good in case an attack on civilians occurred and members of their family were captured. That was why Molly Weasley was going out of her mind with worry because nobody was telling her what was going on; she was kept in the dark as well as Ginny whilst her father and brothers joined in the battle.

"He was just captured, Gin," was her reply before changing the subject. She asked where her prisoner was and Ginny showed her the way.

Malfoy was already seated and ready to be picked up. He smiled when he saw her approach, then she watched that charming smile that was beginning to grow on her falter when he saw a scowling Tonks behind her.

"Hello, Draco. This here is Tonks. You're to come with her. She'll take you somewhere safe."

Malfoy's eyebrows furrowed at the center of his forehead as he looked at Tonks who was still scowling at him.

"She doesn't look friendly to me, Ginny."

Ginny frowned and looked over her shoulder. She made a face at Tonks and gave her a swift jab in the ribs, telling her to quit glaring at her prisoner.

"Ignore her. She's a really nice lady. She's just having a bad day," she used as an excuse for Tonk's expression. She looked back at him and added, "You already have your medication in case your head starts to hurt again?"

"Yeah, it's all packed and ready. But I don't think I'll be needing it," he told her confidently, smirking that all too familiar Draco Malfoy smirk that made Ginny blink twice to be certain she didn't just imagine seeing it.

"Over confident little brat, aren't you?" snarled Tonks who couldn't keep her mouth shut.

"What did you just call me?" Draco challenged, his once wholesome gray eyes turning to a slicing glare at the woman standing behind Ginny. His tone of voice sounded very much like the old Draco Malfoy used to sound.

Ginny jabbed Tonks in the ribs again, warning her not to egg him on too much.

"Please excuse us. Be ready to leave soon though, I'll just have a word with Tonks here," she excused herself and her friend from him. She dragged Tonks to a corner and gave her a good lashing out. "Are you out of your flipping mind? First you're glaring at him, not a good way to get him to trust you. Second you making that remark about him being an over confident brat. I swear I saw a flash of the old Malfoy I knew as soon as you said that remark to him, but really, if you want to weed out some information from him you better make sure he trusts you."

"I'm sorry Ginny, but that boy over there is the one person responsible for Dumbledore's death. You can't just expect me to feel indifferent towards him!" Tonks argued.

"I know who he is and what he did, but he's also a human being, not to mention that he's sick too."

"Yeah, he's one sick prick that one," Tonks sent a scathing glare at Malfoy's direction.

Ginny rolled her eyes skyward and shook her head. "I didn't mean he's sick-sick that way!" she scolded. "He has amnesia for Merlin's sake!" she hissed.

"So?"

"Patience is a virtue, Tonks. If you want to find out information from him, you have to be patient and let nature take its course."

"I already told you, Ginny, time is something we don't have on our side," she reminded her sternly.

"I am very well aware of that, but egging him on to remember everything right away isn't the answer either! Just be patient and you'll be rewarded for it. I can still see the boy he used to be in him sometimes and in his actions. I'm pretty confident he'll be regaining his memory soon enough."