A/N: So I know, I left you guys with a cliffy last time... I had too. But never fear because Chapter 13 is here!

Hermione barged into the room. He had already been tended to but it was her job to make the final call. "Draco?" she asked softly in a high squeaky voice. His eyes were swollen and bloodshot from crying in pain. He was already changed out of his Auror clothes and into a hospital gown unlike Ron who would be released as soon as she finished her report.

"Hermione?" he asked turning his head. His eyes felt like they were on fire. He was hit by some spell that left deep lacerations to his chest by one of the death-eaters. He could have sworn it was Goyle had kicked him on his chin leaving a nasty welt there with some whip-lash.

"Oh god Draco." She said walking quickly to his side.

"Hermione, I was scared." He said when she knelt next to his bed and took his hand in hers. "I was scared that they would find you."

She looked at him. "You don't have to worry about me. It's you I have to worry about." She said trying to put some laughter in her voice. " I promise I'll get you out of here as soon as I can." She stood up and tried to move so she could get to her wand to look him over. He tightened his grip on her hand.

"Can you just stay with me for a few minutes?" he asked.

Hermione nodded and knelt back down next to him. She stood like that for several minutes until she could tell that he was asleep. She slowly removed her hand from his and checked him over quickly with her wand. She fixed a sloppy gauze pad on his chest, applied a numbing potion to his chin and then turned to leave wiping tears from her eyes. That was a big reality slap in the face for her. She knew that being an auror was a dangerous career but she also thought that at least he'd be safe during the training. Then she reminded herself it was just a once in a lifetime sort of deal, or so she hoped.

She looked up when she reached the door and saw Ellen standing there with a soft look on her face. "Oh Hermione." She said before pulling the younger witch into a hug. "What's wrong?"

Hermione sobbed silently for a few minutes, not wanting to attract attention to herself. When she calmed down enough, she pulled herself out of Ellen's arms. "Ellen, that's my boyfriend." She looked up into the older women's gaze.

"Oh dear. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have given you his case."

"No, no. Ellen, I'm glad you did. I don't trust anyone but myself, and you of course, to take care of him." They had started to walk back to the nurses station to get their large piles of reports. "Ellen, yesterday was our one year anniversary." She said softly.

"Oh honey." She put an arm around the girl and they went to the office. They got their reports and went back to their quarters to finish them. The next shift had come in an hour earlier and the Trauma Center was no longer under their control.

Hermione entered the room she shared with Ellen and two of her other healers-in-training. One of them was asleep on the bed above hers. The other had been sent home sick earlier in the morning. Hermione sat down at her desk and immediatly thanked Neville for bringing her food. She enlarged the tray and took a bite of her sandwich. After that she sat down and finished the reports, finishing each of them with her signature Healer Hermione J. Granger.

She took the stack off of the clipboards, made copies of them for documentation. She would drop those off at the nurses' station on the way out. She changed out of her hospital scrubs and back into her jeans and bundled up. She had 12 families to visit. Hermione was Draco's family. It was written on his emergency sheet in the Auror's office. Who to contact in case of an emergency: Hermione Granger. So she didn't have to worry about contacting Lucius.

She checked back on Draco by looking into his room as she passed it. He was still out cold. They gave him some dreamless sleep potion because everyone knows that you heal faster resting. She smiled and continued on. She stopped in on the Weasley's room. Ron was visiting his brother Charlie who had regained consciousness and was pronounced 'healthy' by Hermione. Actually he could use another day in the hospital but she knew that Molly would take fine care of him. "Hey boys." She said the moment she walked in.

"Hey," said Charlie who was sitting up, and nursing his side where the gash was just healed.

"Hey Mione." Said Ron who was sitting on the opposite bed.

"You guys ready to go home?" she asked.

"Yes!"

"Well come on. I have to 'notify' your family" she said using air-quotes. She figured that already knew, thanks to that magnificent clock they had.

Charlie and Ron followed Hermione out. She left the stack of papers in the nurse's tray "To be filed." and clocked out. She said goodbye to Neville who was in the lobby flooing home to his Gram. "Hey Neville, tell Luna I say 'Hi'"

"I will Hermione. See you." And with a leap of the flames and quick call from him he vanished.

"So guys do you want to floo or apparate?" She asked.

"Lets floo," said Charlie who wasn't feeling up to apparating.

"Dammit, I knew you were going to say that." Said Hermione who didn't like to floo anywhere now that she had her license. "You guys go first."

Ron and Charlie went first. Hermione sighed, grabbed a pinch of floo powder and resigned herself to probably landing flat on her face when she reached, "The Burrow!"

Within seconds she could feel herself slowing down and she flung out her arms to stop herself from hitting the floor. She managed to stay upright this time. "Hermione!" said Molly Weasley who had just gotten done hugging her two sons. She pulled Hermione into a hug as well. "We were so worried, dear." She said shakily. Hermione lead her back to her seat at the table which housed most of the Weasley family again. Minus Fleur and Bill who had to go upstairs to lie down because the excitement was getting Fleur all worked up and stress wasn't good for the baby who was due in two months, Percy and Penny who were upstairs dealing with a fussy Gideon, and Ginny who was, of course, at Hogwarts.

"There's no need to be Mrs. Weasley. They were just fine. Remember they were under my care." said Hermione with a small smile. She looked up and saw Charlie sitting there with a frown on his face. She gave him a small smile and he smiled back. "Here's a copy of Charlie's report, and one of Ron's." she said pulling out two papers. "Everything's good." she said before yawning.

"Oh dear, why don't you stay awhile. You could go take a nap in Ginny's room." said Mrs. Weasley getting up.

Hermione smiled at her. "As much as I would love to, I have 11 other families to visit before going back to the hospital." At Mrs. Weasley's questioning look. "Draco was attacked this morning. It's going to take a while to get him out of there. Another couple of hours."

"Oh dear. Give him our best wishes, will you?" said Mrs. Weasley as she walked with Hermione to the front door so she could apparate to the next house.

"Of course. I'll see you guys at Christmas." Said Hermione, and with a hug she was off to the next house with a turn on her heel.

4 hours later and many tissues later Hermione apparated back to St. Mungo's. It was about noon and yet she had no appetite. She looked around the busy waiting room that was filled with something like a chickens cluck. She didn't even turn her head to ask. She strode straight through the door getting one "Who do you think you are missy?" from one man who thought she was just going to walk back and get treated.

"I'm a healer sir." she replied over her shoulder before walking through the door.

"Hermione?" asked one of the healers, who she knew fancied her. "What are you doing here? Your shift doesn't start for another 8 hours." Ricardo asked breathless.

"No shit, sherlock. You know those death eater attacks this morning?" she asked.

"Yes, of course. I got called in because of them."

"I was already here. I tended to 13 patients in the time span of 2 hours. One of the people was my," she paused for emphasis. "Boyfriend, and now I'm back in this dreary old place to be here with him. So if you'll excuse me. I've got someone waiting for my return."

"Yeah," said Ricardo moving out of her way as she hastily brushed past him.

Hermione knew she shouldn't have been that mean to him. But she also knew that she had been up for more then 30 hours straight now and didn't plan on sleeping until Draco was home, safe in bed

She knocked on the door and opened it up slowly. Across from him she saw another one of the patients she had tended to this morning sitting up reading the Daily Prophet. "Good Afternoon." she said stepping in. With a quick glance she saw that Draco was still asleep. He hadn't moved a muscle.

The man with the paper looked up. "Oh Good Afternoon Miss Granger." He coughed and laid down his paper as she came over to sit next to his bed. " I was just reading the morning paper. Dreadful thing it is."

"I agree," she said wholeheartedly. "Although it's not as bad as Witch Weekly though. That thing is nothing but fix-it-up tips and gossip."

"Yes, of course. I remember my wife mentioning some nonsense about young Harry Potter a few years ago about how his heart has been broken several times over during that Tri-Wizard tournament by some girl who had gone after his opponent."

"Oh," Hermione said in a high squeaky voice. "I remember reading about that."

"Oh yes, quiet the scandal. Although she didn't believe a word of it. She said it was totally barbaric barging in on the boy's private life and she didn't think that some girl would do that. Then again she never did like that Rita Skeeter one bit."

"Isn't she an evil, foul woman. I remember her all over Hogwarts during that tournament. She was just a like a little beetle we couldn't get rid of." Hermione said, while smiling.

He was silent for a few moments. " I'm sorry dear, I'm just trying to remember that poor girls name who that skeeter woman fouled so much."

Hermione blushed. "I think I could tell you that." she said softly. When the man looked at her she blushed even more. "It was me. I'm one of Harry Potter's best friends."

"It was you!" he thought again for a few minutes. "That's right! You were Viktor Krum's hostage during the second task. I remember seeing you! I was in the crowd. Gosh, that was years ago. Oh then again at the reunion ball!" he said with his face gleaming. "What were you wearing, my dear?"

"A white dress that came to my knees and waves down to my ankles." she said.

"And you danced with Mr. Krum?" he asked.

"Yes, for the opening dance." she said getting more interested in this fellow as time progressed.

"I saw you then too." He said smiling. At her shocked face he laughed and tapped his nose. "Photographic memory."

"Ah," she said knowledgeably. "I've read about those."

Across the room came a small chuckle. Hermione turned her head to see Draco smiling weakly at her since he had just woken up. "Your still the same, Hermione."

She excused herself and walked over to Draco. Behind her she heard the man pick up the paper again. "I know, and I don't plan on changing anytime soon."

"Good, I wouldn't want you too." He said.

She smiled and lowered herself down to his lips and gave him a soft, warm kiss. "Mmm, feeling better?" she asked, her arms still on either side of his head propping herself up so she was looking straight down at him.

"Mmhmm, much. So," He asked as she pulled up the chair and sat down right next to him. "When can I get the hell out of here?" he asked. This earned a chuckle from the guy across the room who didn't surface from behind the paper.

Hermione laughed softly. "As soon as a healer looks you over and gives you the all clear."

"Well then, I don't see a healer... oh wait! There's Hermione. She's a healer."

Hermione shook her head. "I'm off duty. It has to be someone on the paid staff right now."

"Dammit."

"Yeah, no kidding." Said Hermione. " I just have to hope that it's not..." she never finished that sentence. There was a knock at the door and a healer popped his head in.

He came in and glanced around. "Hermione?" he asked when his eyes landed on her. They then moved to the hand she held clasped in her own.

Hermione groaned. "Ricardo."

A/N: There you go guys, a nice long chapter. I hope you like. So, I was going to update like 4 days ago but fanfiction was being iffy so blame them not me for the long delay, I had this chapter typed up for a while. Dedications to

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