A/N: Hello! Sorry it took me so long to update. I found writing this chapter boring and seems like my brain is on a vacation. I just want Hermione and Draco to interact already, but it wouldn't be right to just put it out there. Anyway, if you guys review, it would inspire me to update sooner *wink wink* I wanna know your opinions coz if you don't like it, I can work on it to make it better. Whatever.

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Hermione woke up disoriented with a piece of paper stuck to her head. She gave a good stretch and paper rustled all around her.

"Where am I?" She could tell that it was morning as the first rays of sunlight peeped into her room through the gap in her green curtains. She lazily plucked the paper on her forehead as her vision adjusted to the slight illumination in the room. She looked at the paper to find a smug Draco Malfoy staring back.

"Oh, God! He's everywhere! Literally!" Hermione started to gather the clippings and stuff them back inside her box. She was in a remarkably good mood, feeling like she had been recharged. It had been a while since she'd last had a good night's sleep.

She started her day with a nice long shower. This was only her third day in Clevendon and she wanted to do something productive already. In other words: work. She had fixed up her home so there's nothing left to do there. She also had a little tour of the main part of town and although she didn't quite finish exploring, she reckoned she'd have all the time now. There was also the issue of Draco Malfoy and the hundred questions she's been dying to ask, but she'd deal with it when she comes across him again.

When life didn't make sense, Hermione could count on one thing and that was organized, goal-oriented work. Being in control of the things happening always gave her a sense of security and that's how she coped in times chaos and stress. In a sense, it became her defense mechanism. That was what she was good in, organizing the disorganized.

So in the end, she had decided that the best thing and the most reasonable thing to do is to head off to the clinic to start her first day.

Hermione excitedly entered the clinic as the familiar sound of the bells on the door announced her arrival. Eva looked up from her desk and smiled at her co-worker.

"Good morning, 'Mione. Is that okay if I call you that?"

"Yes, that's fine. What are you doing so early, Eva?" She approached the desk and saw a clutter of folders and papers.

"Around here, we do things the muggle way so as not to risk being seen doing magic. So I'm updating the files we have on the patients. As you can see, I'm not really good at organizing."

"Well then, today's your lucky day. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's organizing! Here, have breakfast. I got you one on my way here." Hermione sat at the chair across the table from Eva and handed her a blubbery muffin from the brown paper bag she was holding. She had passed by the diner on her way to grab some breakfast. Eva took it gladly and explained how they do things at the clinic.

"Like I said before, things are kind of slow here so there's only four healers in this side of town and another four on the other side."

"So who are the other two we're working with?"

"Cassidy and Gwen. But they come a little later. Kind of like the next shift."

The whole morning went by with Eva explaining protocol while Hermione multi-tasked with organizing and updating the files. By lunch time they had finished all there was to do. All they had to do was wait for a patient to come in.

Hermione and Eva had gotten to know more about each other. Well, mostly about Hermione. Eva was very vague and a little bit guarded with what she was sharing with Hermione. But she was very curious about this smart witch.

"Hey Eva, can I ask you something?"

"What is it, 'Mione?"

Before she could ask her question, someone had entered the clinic and the bells distracted her, her question already forgotten.

"Hi." The visitor smiled at them both. Hermione's throat suddenly went dry, making it hard for her to say something back. Her mind went blank too so that may be the problem. And that was the kind of problem that she never had, but as of late, he seems to have that effect on her.

"Hi, Draco. What can I do for you today?"

"Hey Eva. I wanted to apologize to miss…?" He cocked his over in Hermione's direction.

"Oh! This is Hermione Granger, our new doctor. She's pretty good actually. Hermione, this is Draco-uh, just Draco." Eva introduced them, seeing as Hermione still had that shocked looked in her face. Actually she was used to that, girls always had this reaction to meeting Draco and it seems like this Great War heroine wasn't any different.

"Miss Granger, a pleasure." Draco extended his hand. Hermione blinked a couple of times, looked at his hand and then back at his face.

"What?" She didn't even realize that she had raised her voice. Was this some kind of sick joke he was playing on her?

"Seems like she's a little confused, Draco. It must be the heat and she has been working really hard since this morning."

"That's okay, Eva. She must be pretty mad because Celine knocked her down yesterday." Draco smiled at Hermione.

"I'll apologize to you later, when you're less hostile, if that's okay?"

"Oh-okay…" Hermione stammered her reply. Damn those heart-stopping-smiles!

"I'll see you later…Hermione." He said, emphasis on her name. He turned his back and walked to the door as he raised his hand to signal a wave goodbye.

She'd never actually heard her name come from his mouth before and it sounded weird. She was so used to him calling her 'mudblood' during their school years, and after the war, it was a more civil 'Granger'.

'Once again, I act like some moron in front of him! If we were back in Hogwarts, he will never let me hear the end of it. Merlin, of all the people, why him? Of all the places, why here? Just when I thought I got away from my past, here he comes barging into the third day of my new life, my fresh start. Why is this happening to me?'

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