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*Dramione*Dramione*Dramione*

"Mrs. Weasely, it's lovely to see you again." Healer Murphy smiled at the younger woman in front of her. Hermione reached out and shook Murphy's hand.

"Please, Healer Murphy, I've told you a thousand times, call me Hermione." She responded with a smile of her own.

"I try, Hermione. I just always seem to forget." The healer laughed lightly. The two walked towards one of the examination rooms.

"So, let's start with a check-up and then we can move on to your treatment." The healer paused. "Actually, I had a favor to ask you regarding your treatment, Hermione." Hermione swallowed nervously and tucked an arrant stray of hair behind her ear. She nodded for the healer to continue.

"You see, I was wondering if a pupil of mine could sit in on your treatment just for learning purposes." Hermione bit her lip and shrugged. She'd been having treatments for six or so years, they weren't anything she was ashamed of.

"Sure." She responded, smiling slightly.

"Good, I'll inform him after our check-up. Speaking of which, we'll be doing it in here today." Murphy lead the younger woman into a small room furnished only with two wooden chairs, a small desk, and cabinet. Hermione settled into the chair across from the desk.

"Alright, I just have a couple of questions and then we can move on the treatment." Murphy pulled a quill and some parchment from the middle drawer. "First off, any changes?" Hermione shook her head.

"No, though, there's been a bit more pain lately." She responded with a grimace, remembering when she'd doubled over in pain at work with tears stinging her eyes. That hadn't been fun. Especially when she'd had to go to a meeting right after. It'd made talking about Muggle politics ever so much fun. She sighed.

"Just during your period?" The healer asked as she jotted something down on her parchment.

"No, it kind just comes and goes whenever." She said with a shrug. She'd gotten used to it somewhere along the line. After all, she'd had it for some time now.

"Have you thought at all about the option I offered you last time?" The healer stopped writing and looked up at Hermione.

"No. I can't" She folded her hands in her lap and looked down at them, refusing to look the healer in the eyes. She couldn't. Ron wanted to start a family. They wanted to start a family, together.

"Hermione, at this rate, with how advanced the endometriosis is, it is likely that you won't be able to have a kid anyways." Hermione bit her lip, tears threatening to spill out.

"I know, just there's still a chance. Right?" The healer sighed.

"A small one, yes."

"Then, I want to keep trying." She gave the older woman a watery smile.

"Alright, let's move on to the treatment then." The older woman waved her wand and transfigured the cabinet in the corner into a small bed with white sheets.

"Go ahead and lay down, I'll be back in a few minutes." She nodded towards the bed as she stood up.

*Dramione*Dramione*Dramione*

"Healer Malfoy!" Draco spun around as he heard his supervisor call his name. He spotted the grey-haired woman down the hall and walked to meet her.

"Lo Healer Murphy. How can I help you?" He asked her with a smile. The older woman smiled in return.

"I've got an opportunity for you, how would you like to sit it on a treatment session for stage four endometriosis?" The older woman responded as she and Draco began walking down the hall. "We typically don't get cases nearly this advanced. It would be a good chance for you to learn how to heal the lesions and just how to work with disease overall."

"I'd be happy to sit in, Healer Murphy. Are we going to preform it now?" He asked, happy to finally be doing some work with his supervisor. He'd been running rounds now for a few months. He wanted to start doing some actual healing, rather than updating charts and the like.

"Alright. Right this way." The woman paused for a moment before she opened the door. "Now be discreet Healer Malfoy. The patient is a bit shy about the condition, and a little quiet overall. You may observe; however, I would prefer if you did not speak to her except when necessary." The man nodded in understanding.

"Of course, Healer Murphy."

"Good. Let's get started then." She said, opening the door. She walked in, smiling at her patient.

"Alright, Mrs. Weasely let's get started. Go ahead and pull your shirt up over your stomach." Hermione rolled her eyes. She would never be able to get that woman to call her by her given name. The healer moved towards her and began casting a simple diagnostic spell to assess the damage the disease had done since the last treatment.

Draco, however, had difficulty moving. He hadn't been expecting it to be Hermione. Hell, the last person he'd been expecting in the entire world was her. He hadn't even known she had endometriosis.

"Healer Malfoy, please come in, so that I can introduce you to the patient, Mrs. Weasely." Draco walked over, smiling.

"Lovely to meet you, Mrs. Weasley. My name is Healer Malfoy. I'm here today to simply observe. Don't worry, I won't be preforming any spells." He told her with a wink. Surprisingly enough, Healer Murphy had told him a few days ago that he had one of the best bedside manners of all the healers currently at the hospital. He prided himself on being able to cheer patients up.

"Hello." Hermione replied, avoiding Draco's eyes. She'd known she'd probably see him. Fate just worked like that for her. But did he really have to be the pupil that was watching her treatment. First, she'd had to deal with Voldemort and delete her parent's memories. Then she'd gotten diagnosed with this mess and told she could probably never have children. Soon after, the first man she'd ever truly loved dumped her, and now he was standing right in front of her, observing her treatment for work. Fucking fantastic. She grit her teeth together, trying not to show her frustration. She just had to get through this treatment and she'd be fine.

"Alright, Healer Malfoy. Today I will be preforming a few diagonistic spells and a numbing spell to Mrs. Weasely's lower half. Then I will begin spelling away any lesions that have occurred in Mrs. Weasley's pelvic area. I will then attempt to banish any excess uterine cells from areas that they don't belong in. The latter spell can be particularly dangerous if not preformed right because the caster can accidently banish all uterus' lining if they are not careful." She paused and looked at Draco to make sure he was listening.

He nodded, trying to focus on his mentor's words rather than his ex-girlfriend who happened to be lying on a bed in front of him. Last time he'd had a view like this, Hermione's cheeks had been a little redder and her pants had been undone with her shirt pushed up over her bra. He chewed on his lip and attempted to banish the image from his head.

"Afterwards, I will preform another diagnostic spell to see how much of the damage I was able to fix. If not much has changed then I will repeat the process again until I am able to remove most of the wayward cells. Any questions, Healer Malfoy?" She asked. He shook his head.

"No Healer Murphy, please begin."

The healer turned towards Hermione and waved her wand over the woman's midsection. A blue light radiated from the tip of the wand. Draco watched, chewing on his lip.

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