Chapter Four

Summary: Ginny is a student healer and when she is on work experience Draco Malfoy needs some healing.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter world created by J.K. Plot is mine.

Warning: I have a gutter mouth. Quite tragic.

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Today was not going well for Ginny.

Firstly; she was running twenty minutes late for work. Then, as punishment, she was given the job of emptying all of the patient's bedpans and catheter bags.

Secondly; when she was attending to a rather large wizard's bowel care he, quite literally, farted in her face. Ginny tried not to breath in the faecal particles. Who wants bits of poo floating around their lungs? Well maybe fish, but only because they swam in their own discharge.

Thirdly; Ginny ran over her own foot when pushing a patient in a wheelchair. It really hurt!

To top of Ginny's wonderful morning Malfoy was again assigned to her. It was already ten o'clock and she hadn't heard a peep from him.

"Miss. Weasley!"

'Keep walking…keep walking…she will give up' Ginny mumbled to herself.

Mrs. Adam's did not give up, and eventually caught up to Ginny.

"Miss. Weasley!" the old bat hissed. "I am very disappointed! One of our most important patients has been ignored all morning! He has a lot of connections and a bad service provided by this hospital could be disastrous! His family also donates huge sums of money to us. Now, he has requested that you aide him in his care…so I will absorb your other patients to the rest of the students. Remember that his every wish is your command."

"Yes Mrs. Adams."

Ginny was not happy that one patient would be getting precedence over the rest just because of the amount of money they had. Ginny believed that every one had the same right to health care, no matter their financial situation.

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Malfoy's room was bright and cheery, with numerous flowers and chocolates sprawled around.

"Pull a few strings did you Malfoy? Flash your name around?"

"Good morning to you to." He had the audacity to smile! Draco was sitting up in the bed reading the newspaper, clean-shaven and wearing green pajamas.

"What do you want Malfoy?"

"You really need to work on your bedside manner."

"If you are going to waste my time I will leave. There are more needy patients than you."

"Ah. Well, a very pleasant woman kindly explained to me that my every whim would be met by one of her brightest students. By bright, I think she was referring to your hair."

"I see the insults and trademark smirk have returned. You had me quite concerned for a while there."

"Oh my dear Ginny! I just knew that you truly cared for me! Let's declare our love to the world!"

"Give it a rest Malfoy. You will be out of here by tomorrow. Now let me quickly check your leg wound."

"No."

"Why not?" Ginny crossed her arms across her chest.

"I don't want you to see me under the sheets! Not till we are married!"

"Give it a rest, you big baby!" Ginny then proceeded to draw the sheets down to reveal a pool of blood.

"Why didn't you tell anyone you were bleeding?!?"

"I didn't want to bother you. I know you are busy."

"Making up for yesterday's effort? Man, Malfoy. I wish you had paged me. This wound is infected."

After many potions and lotions Ginny had cleaned the wound up so no his leg looked as good as new.

"Next time your leg is leaking like an old lady with an incontinence problem please tell someone. And please stop being nice to me, because you are freaking me out!"

"Fine."

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"So Malfoy…What do you want me to do. I am at your beck and call."

"Scrub the toilet."

"Excuse me? That is what a cleaner is for!"

"You are the one who was begging me to be mean to you."

"Fine." Ginny pointed her wand at the bathroom, said "Clenoius" and the bathroom was sparkling clean.

"Anything else your majesty?" By this time Ginny had taken residency in one of comfy red chairs beside Malfoy's bed.

"You can rub my feet."

"Are you serious?"

Malfoy just pointed to his feet, forcing Ginny to sit cross legged at the foot of his bed. Taking his left foot into her lap she then proceeded to massage it.

"You made the front cover of the Prophet you know. 'Harry dumps cheating Girlfriend.' You look quite vicious in this photo you know."

"Give me that!" Ginny tried to wrestle the paper out of Malfoy's hands.

"No, you are working. Workers do not read the paper. They work. Keep working."

"The savior to the wizarding community, Harry Potter" Draco read is a high girly voice, "Has been cheated on by his Girlfriend of two years, Ginevra Weasley. An unnamed informant heard a conversation between Miss. Weasley and her acquaintances, where the cheating Girlfriends acquaintances swooned at the information of Ginny's relationship to one Mr. Draconis Malfoy, Heir to the Malfoy Empire. The conversation centered around Mr. Malfoy's male anatomy and questions were raised by Miss. Weasley's acquaintances as to whether Mr. Malfoy was 'hung as well as a dragon?'…"

"Oh Merlin! My mother is going to kill me. And you!"

"Well, it is nice to know that you like discuss my 'hanging' situation with your friends. I hope you told them I was well endowed."

A flash outside the window brought both the rooms' occupants to attention. Ginny swiftly jumped off the bed to close the curtains.

"This day just gets better and better. Now they have a photo of us together."

The reporters continued to knock on the window and call out questions.

"Is it true you are pregnant Miss. Weasley?" seemed to be the favourite question.

"I didn't say you could stop rubbing my feet! My Mother and Father will be furious at this information. The press is going to have a field day. After all, a Malfoy lowering his standards to be with a common Weasley. Thanks for this, by the way."

Ginny decided that silence was the best way to deal with an irate Malfoy. The act did not work, because Malfoy was becoming angrier by the second.

"As much as I hate that old woman in charge voice, I will call her…so you better do everything I say." Draco spoke is a deathly quite voice, scaring Ginny into nodding in agreement.

"Now help me to the shower. I need to get ready to go home. You have no idea the extra workload you have just cost me with this extra press. All because you couldn't keep your fat mouth shut."

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Blushing madly, Ginny assisted Draco to undress, as he was still frail after his bones had been re-grown in his legs.

"Your face is the same colour as your hair you know. Am I the first naked man you have seen?"

"Oh for Merlin sakes. Stop being so arrogant Malfoy. The world does not revolve around you. I am a Healer. I see naked people all the time."

"So, you are embarrassed because you are so near my amazing body?"

"Get over yourself," but inside Ginny was screaming 'YES!'

After Malfoy had been put into the commode (shower chair) she wheeled him under the shower, sprayed cold water on him ("BITCH!") and rubbed his back with soap rather hard.

"Stop." Of course Ginny stopped dead. When a Malfoy uses his scary authoritarian voice even Goblins pay attention.

"I am a sick person. How about you make the water warmer and be a bit more gentle? Or there will be hell to pay."

Ginny was slightly embarrassed by her childish behavior, and turned the water to a warmer temperature and began massaging Draco's back in soothing circles with a wash cloth.

"You know Weasley. This is quite romantic."

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Author note:

Okies…hope my story is going ok. At work today I stuck my head to close to a patients butt and got farted on, ran my left foot over with a wheelchair (it hurts a lot) and I was half an hour late and got to clean bedpans! I was like…put it in the story!