A/N: So that was a nice chapter. Or so I think...so here's another! Sorry for the delay, school an all.

Hermione groaned aloud when Ricardo came in check Draco over. He asked Hermione to wait outside, which she did reluctantly. It wasn't like there was anything there that she hadn't seen before several times over. But she did, she knew that Ricardo was going to ask Draco questions about her and Draco would cooly shut him out.

It seemed to work because ten minutes later she was let back in the room to find Draco tying his gown back on behind his head. " I don't think he likes me very much."

Hermione bent over his shoulder and helped him out. "Of course he doesn't, he likes me."

Draco chuckled "He said that I could leave in a couple of hours. He just wanted to make one more observation."

"Of course, send you home when I'm ready to get back to work." she said. "Oh well, I'm not going anywhere without you."

"Mione, you should go home and get some sleep." Said Draco softly as she yawned.

"No, I'm not going home. I'm going to try to get your butt out of here sooner," she yawned again. "After I get some coffee."

"Hermione." Draco said sternly.

"I'll be right back," she said walking out quickly. She maneuvered her way up the stairs to the tea room. She walked right to the back and started to help herself. She poured herself a large coffee and added two creams, two sugars and a spoon of chocolate topping. She also grabbed a small cup of tea that she would give to Draco because he shouldn't be having coffee yet. She nodded to the Barista and continued back downstairs. She noticed her hands were shaking slightly. She knew she was exhausted.

She meandered back downstairs saying hi to the people she knew. She knocked on the door again and entered without a consent. Draco sat up and took the cup from her as she sat down on the edge of her chair again.

Hermione took a sip of her coffee and found it to her liking. She took another sip before looking up at Draco. He smiled down at her. He soon finished his coffee and fell asleep again. Hermione stood up and took the mug from his limp hands, covered him back up, and walked out of the room. She leaned herself back against the wall and took a couple of breaths. She could feel her energy slowly sapping itself out of her body.

She stood up and, in a slow shuffling walk, made her way to the apparition point outside the hospital. With a turn of her heel she was gone.

She intended to grab a bite to eat and just head to bed, but unfortunately all they had were old instant heat dinners. They were definitely not what Hermione was in the mood for, as she had been living off of them since she could remember. So she went grocery shopping.

An hour later she returned to the house and put all the food away before making her own belated lunch.

She looked at the clock. Two hours and she was due back at St. Mungo's. Two hours. Thinking those words seemed to make a feeling of fatigue fill her body. She slowly dragged herself up the stairs to her room where she set her alarm and promptly passed out on her bed

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"Hermione." she was being shaken. It was Draco, he'd been sent home.

"Draco?" she asked sitting up groggily. "Oh what a gross feeling one gets when having slept in their clothes, ick."

"I know the feeling." He said sitting down next to her.

"What time is it?" she asked rubbing her eyes.

"6:57" he said, consulting his watch.

Hermione didn't mutter a word before she took off, sprinting outside where she apparated away with a loud pop. Back to work.

She changed quickly into her hospital robes and was back out on the floor apologizing to Ellen. "I'm so sorry, I overslept."

Ellen smiled and patted her on her arm. "It's fine. Truly. It's been a quiet hour." and with that she sent Hermione off working patients of her own.

Around 5 am, she managed to scurry off to the mess hall. She was standing in line waiting for the fresh plate of scones to come out when Neville came up behind her. She rubbed her temples.

"Hey Mione." he said picking up an orange juice.

"Hey Neville." Hermione said, still rubbing her forehead.

Neville wrinkled his brow. "What's wrong?" he asked putting a scone on her plate.

"Nothing, I've just got a terrible headache." she blinked her eyes. Little black dots were swimming in front of them. The floor was moving slightly beneath her. "I don't feel so good." she said groping for something to hold on to. Suddenly there was nothing.

Neville reached for her arm as she began to fall backwards. He gripped it tight while moving his body so he cradled her as she fell. "Hermione!" he said loudly pulling her up next to him. Behind him he could hear chairs being scraped back as other Healers rushed to his aid. He slipped his right arm underneath her right arm and held her up off of the ground.

Her eyes blinked. She moaned and Neville helped her find her footing again. Ellen was by her side. "Come on Longbottom, lets get her to lay down." she said taking Hermione's other arm.

"No," said Hermione sitting back against the metal rail that ran alongside the lunch line. "I'm fine. Just a little dizzy."

Ellen nodded to Neville. "Lets go." she said and they both walked Hermione out of the room.

Ellen sat with Hermione in a waiting chair by the hospital fire with a comforting arm around Hermione's shoulders as Neville flooed Draco. "Malfoy?" came out Neville's voice, a little squeaky, he still hadn't forgiven Draco for all the years of torment he put him through nor had he forgotten the pain he could inflict. In other words, he was still scared of the youngest Malfoy.

Draco looked up from the couch, where he was sitting reading the morning edition of the Daily Prophet. "Longbottom?"

"Y-yes. Could you come here for a bit?" Neville squeaked through the fire.

"Here? St. Mungo's." Draco said standing up, and walking around the coffee table.

"Yes. Hermione passed out." Neville said, slightly relieved that he was holding a civil conversation with Malfoy.

"What? Move Longbottom." said Malfoy. He came charging through the fire.

Neville stood up quickly and too the side of the fireplace as Draco came walking out. He looked toward's Neville, to ask where Hermione was, when he moved pass him to Hermione who had her head in her hands. She was still wearing her healer's robes although they were open to reveal the white tee-shirt she was wearing beneath them and green hospital scrubs. "Come on Mione." he said.

Ellen helped her up although Hermione protested that she didn't need it. "She's got the rest of today off as sick leave, and a scheduled day off tomorrow. Make sure she sleeps." she said to Draco.

"No problem." said Draco, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. They walked to the fireplace and threw in a handful of Floo powder. "Haven house." he said and they were whooshed away.

Once home Hermione began to strip out of her robes, leaving it on a hanger by the front door.

Draco followed her upstairs and helped her change into some pajama's. "Wanna tell me what happened?" he asked as she pulled her shirt on over her head and he pulled down the covers to her bed.

"I was just really tired. My body just decided to give up for a few seconds, that's all." she said looking up at him. She reached up and tugged his shoulders. He bent and kissed her lips.

"You should go to sleep." he said.

"Pft." she said falling down on her bed. She made the puppy dog face and reached up for him. He grinned and climbed into bed next to her. "Alright, now sleep."

Soon they were both fast asleep.

A/N: Lame ending I know, but I've got to think about the next chapter. You know what to do. Review! DON'T FLAME! Chapter Dedications too...

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