The doctor and nurses set everything up in the way they needed, which was Hermione dressed in her normal clothes and sitting at a table in her room, Draco next to her, and the doctor sitting across from them with his list of questions.

"Hermione, my name is Augustus Pye. I'm a healer here at St. Mungos's. Is it alright if I asked you some questions?" said the round man Hermione looked curiously at. She grasped Draco's hand and squeezed it just slightly. Though she didn't remember him, his hand was silken comfort. She nodded.

Draco looked down at where their hands were interlocked. Hermione's nervousness radiated off her like heat from the Sun. He wanted to give up hope when he looked at the girl next to him. She had the same feature, but her demeanor was that of a completely different person. But he knew, deep down, that his and bushy-haired Hermione was under the surface somewhere. He squeezed her hand as she answered Healer Pye assessed Hermione.

After what could have been ten minutes or an hour Draco's thoughts were interrupted by the healer saying, "I'm quite done. Thank you for your cooperation, Hermione. I'll be back with your results soon." In one sentence, the concrete block of anxiety that weighed down their chests was lifted. The middle-aged man left the pair alone.

Draco looked over to Hermione. For the first time in his life, he saw her ready to fall apart. She was shaking like a leaf in the wind and her eyes seemed to hold an ocean full of tears. She attempted to take a deep breath, but all that came out was a choked sob. Draco urgently swept her out of her chair and brought her onto his lap. He locked his arms around her trembling form, gently shushing her weeping as she cried crocodile tears. She shook and wrestled within his grip, but he kept her head comfortably in the cook of his neck and gently cooed her into peacefulness.

When she had calmed down enough, she lifted her heavy head from his neck and dried her eyes. He watched her with a new urgency and looked closely into her eyes. No words were spoken between the two, but their eyes said everything they needed to. They knew that they needed each other and one couldn't be without the other. Draco left his grip on Hermione to brush her untamed hair out of her face. Her dried and red eyes and slightly pouted lips made Draco think she was the cutest thing to have ever existed even if the situation was unfitting for the thought.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, until Hermione broke it with her small statement of, "I'm sorry." He shook his head in confusion.

"What are you sorry for? None of this is your fault."

"I'm sorry for crying. I'm sorry I remember." Her heart was once again weighed down by a heavy sack of guilt.

Draco felt so sympathetic for the girl on his lap, he knew it wasn't her fault, but she still blamed herself. "None of that is your fault. We'll go back to Hogwarts and you'll get your memory back. We'll be ok," he consoled her.

Just as Hermione nodded meekly in understanding, a knock was heard at the door. The door swiftly opened to reveal Healer Pye once Hermione was back in her own seat. He sat down with a beaming smile on his face.

"Hermione, I have great news. It seems that you have what muggles call post-traumatic amnesia. You have a very mild case, which means your memories should be back within a few days to a week at most." She smiled at the thought of having her memories back. "Until then, you may go back to school. I'll schedule you for another visit in one week's time. I wish you the best of luck in making a full recovery, not that you'll need it."

"Can I leave now?"

"You are of age, so you simply have to sign yourself out and floo back to Hogwarts." Healer Pye got up from his seat and pushed his chair in. "I'll see you in one week. Goodbye, Hermione." The healer left, and once again, left them alone.

"Draco?" Hermione asked.

"Hmm?"

"What's a 'floo'?"

A/N: Hello world, I am back! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in so long, but I'm here now. I didn't just want to leave this story unfinished after seeing so many kind reviews. Please keep reviewing this story! your feedback really motivates me to work hard to update this story more often. On another note, I've been thinking about writing a YA novel to be published. Would you guys like and support it? Please message me or leave a review if you would. I'll try to update again next week. Keep reviewing and sharing this with friends please!

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