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In the Previous Chapter…

"Rose, don't die" Scorpius choked, breaking down into a fresh waves of sobs as the door closed shut. "If you can hear me, which I hope you can, I just want you to know that I love you with all my heart. I'll kill that bastard McLaggen for what he's done to you. Just please get better. You said you'd never leave me, remember? So please don't leave me yet" he cried, sinking lower in his seat, still holding Rose's limp hand, crying harder and harder.

Over the next few days, Rose's condition steadily got worse. Her body seemed to be fighting against the skelegrow and other potions that were trying to mend her broken body. Draco had indeed been able to fix everything as he had said, but Rose's body didn't want to respond to anything magical.

Throughout those painful days, Scorpius sat faithfully at Rose's side, talking to her endlessly about this and that, hoping that Rose could hear him. He never left her side once. He refused to sleep, eat, or relax in anyway until he was certain that his girlfriend was better. Soon, it was not only Rose who was assigned to one of the Hogwarts wards bed, as Scorpius' insomnia and refusal to down any form of nutrition caused his own health to decline.

MDraco r Malfoy was deeply affected by his two patients as well, although not as obviously. Although he was slightly uncomfortable that his son had chosen to date the daughter of Ron Weasley (he had never minded Hermione Granger, apart from when she broke his nose, obviously), but was slowly adjusting to the idea. He was then crushed again when one of the nurses informed him that his son was now a new case in the Hogwarts Unit. He tried to talk his son into eating and sleeping, but it did nothing, so had to resort to sneaking Scorpius a sleeping potion in his drink. Whilst he was asleep, he also cast a few nutrition spells on his son, so that he would hopefully start eating again when he awoke. Although some may say that he was trying too hard for his son, he knew that had it been Scorpius comatose and Rose forcing herself to suffer, he would have done the same thing to her.

About a week into treatment, after finding that magical means were having no effect on Rose, Draco had transferred Rose to Great Ormond Street Hospital, the UK's leading muggle children's hospital. He also discharged his son, but only on the conditions that he ate three meals a day and took sleeping potions every night.

With Rose under muggle treatment (complex operations, stitches, plaster casts, blood transfusions, the lot), Scorpius got more and more stressed. He hated seeing his girlfriend covered in plaster and hooked up to numerous monitoring machines.

About 3 weeks after being transferred to Great Ormond's, Rose awoke in hospital to find Scorpius sat by her side, hand clasped in hers, sleeping peacefully with his head on her bed. Although she could not move anything other than her face due to her numerous plaster casts, Rose she could just about watch her boyfriend as he slept.

A few minutes later, one of the Doctors walked in. "Good morning, Miss Weasley! It's good to see you awake" she smiled, before walking over to her bedside. She took Rose's temperature and took a few blood samples the muggle way before hurrying out of the door to get them tested. As the door banged shut, Scorpius woke up, startled.

"Bloody door" he grumbled, not yet realising that Rose was awake, "always slamming just when I manage to get to sleep. Stupid muggle hospital" he moaned quietly.

"Muggle hospital?" croaked Rose, confused. Scorpius' head shot up, his grey eyes clashing with Rose's brilliant blue ones.

"ROSE! You're awake!" he cried, over the moon. He leaned over and kissed Rose on the cheek, which turned into quite a heated snogging session.

"Scorp," Rose moaned, "although I'm quite enjoying this, I'm aching all over. What happened?" she asked as Scorpius sat back down, taking her hand in his once more.

"That bastard McLaggen pushed you off of the stairs" Scorpius seethed. "You've been unconscious for nearly a month Rose, everyone thought you were going to die!" he said, breaking into gentle sobs at the end. "I thought you'd leave me" he almost whispered.

"Scorp, I said I wouldn't leave you, so shhhhhh" Rose comforted her boyfriend as best she could by squeezing his fingers. "Now, you never quite got to explaining why we're in a muggle hospital" she said.

"Your body wasn't responding to anything magical, so they sent you here. Because of your fall, you broke loads of bones, including your spine and several ribs" he said, shuddering at the memory. "Your body couldn't cope with all the damage so you put yourself in a coma" he explained.

"So the broken bones explain the plaster on my leg and arm and the bandages around my waist then" smile Rose.

"Yeah, but they mostly fixed those at Mungos. Dad had to temporarily re-break some of them to convince the muggles that you fell down the stairs" he muttered.

"Your dad?"

"He's the top healer at Mungos, so he got the job of looking after us whilst you were in there."

"I never knew your dad was a healer"

"He wanted to make it up to the people he hurt in the war" Scorpius said quietly.

"Miss Weasley, good to see that you're awake!" came a new voice from the doorway. Rose and Scorpius turned around to see none other than Mr Malfoy walking towards them.

"I heard you'd woken, so I came to check that my son was holding up okay" he said, making sure that the muggle doctors behind him heard. As Draco sat down, the doctors left the three in peace. Draco immediately stood and took out his wand. He uttered several spells before repocketing his wand. "I just had to check for myself that the muggles had actually fixed things" he said quietly. "Your plastered arm is fixed, your leg will take another 2 weeks to mend, your ribs are healed but you'll have some bruising for a bit and your spine is perfectly fine so I'm sure you'll be released by tomorrow" he smiled at Rose.

"Thanks, Mr Malfoy, for everything" said Rose. "Why exactly, medically speaking, was I put into muggle care anyway? Scorp said I wasn't responding to magical treatment but I don't get why that's possible" she asked curiously.

"Please call me Draco. You may or may not know this, Rose, but you have an abnormally high MEC count and…"

"What does MEC stand for, Dad?" asked Scorpius

"Magical Energy Capacity. It basically tells you how powerful a person is. Muggles have an average count of 0-5 MEC. Witches and Wizards can vary from 100-250. My count is 239, Son, yours is about 215 but Rose's is 264. That's a very high count for any witch, but exceptional for someone of your age" Draco smiled. "Because of this high count, it means that your magic is too strong for any of our medicines to have an effect on it. Normal medicines harness the person's magical energy and use it to heal the person. Your magic just swallows up the extra counts" Draco explained.

"So you put me into muggle care because you didn't want my count increasing through the use of medicines that weren't actually fixing my health" nodded Rose understandingly. "I think my Uncle Harry's count is somewhere near 279, but I'm not sure" she thought out loud.

"It wouldn't surprise me if Potter did have that high a count" muttered Draco, just quiet enough so that the two teens didn't hear him.

"Excuse me, Mr Malfoy, Mr Malfoy and Miss Weasley?" asked a doctor as she poked her head through the door, "the consultant is here. Do you mind if he comes to check on Miss Weasley?"

"Of course, come in, we don't mind" smiled Rose. Draco sat on the chair next to Scorpius'.

"Well, Miss Weasley, you are an exceptional case" smiled the consultant. "You fell down two flights of stairs, had a lot of fractured bones, was comatose for nearly 3 weeks and yet have lived to tell the tale!" he beamed. "You should be able to return to school tomorrow if you recover well today I hear that you and Mr Malfoy here attend a boarding school in Scotland?"

"Yes" butted in Draco before either Rose or Scorpius ruined his well-choreographed cover story. "I will be driving Rose and my son back to their school as soon as Rose is released. The hospital where I work is nearby the school so I will be able to get Rose's plaster off when her bones are mended" he said quickly.

"Oh, as you are a doctor , Mr Malfoy, would you agree that Rose should be discharged tonight if she shows progress throughout today?"

"Absolutely. She is currently studying for her A Level exams, so I would say that she should be discharged ASAP! I would think that if she stays awake without falling unconscious again until tonight then she will be fine to travel. I am renting a hotel suite nearby, so we could all stay there tonight" Draco said, persuading the consultant as best he could to let Rose out of hospital.

"I would think that would be just about spot on Mr Malfoy" he nodded. "I will go see if we have a wheelchair for Rose – we need to X-ray her arm, leg and ribs to see what plaster can come off now" he stated. Moments later he walked in with a wheelchair. Both Rose and Scorpius had never seen one of the muggle contraptions before, so stared funnily at it. Draco and the consultant helped Rose sit up and then lifted her between them into the chair. The four of them then headed over to a dark room where Rose was x-rayed (Rose and Scorpius again had no idea what an x-ray was, but kept their mouths shut anyway) before the consultant disappeared to look at the images.

Draco walked over and quietly said "muggle methods are very strange, but don't worry, nothing they just did is any different to us using spells" he whispered.

The consultant then reappeared with a pair of scissors. "Your arm and ribs are perfectly fine now, Rose, but you will have some bruising on your chest" he said, before cutting away the bandages and cast on her arm. Rose tried not to laugh, as she had already heard everything the consultant had just told her form Mr Malfoy.

Scorpius stared as the bandages on Rose's chest were cut away to reveal blue and purple bruising across most of her front and back. He was shocked that McLaggen had managed to cause that much damage by pushing her off the stairs, but didn't start up a fuss – he hadn't seen McLaggen since that fateful day as he hadn't been back at school, so was just biding his time until he could pummel his face in.

"So Miss Weasley, I'll take you back to your room and we can find you some crutches to practice with. You can take a wheelchair with you too if you like, but other than that, you should be discharged later today" the consultant smiled, before Rose, Scorpius and Draco went back to Rose's room.