Disclaimer: Not Mine. All JK's. I just fuck with her plotline and characters.
Draco Apperated straight into his office, with Harry's file and the notes from last night's conversation with Blaise. He sat at his desk and pulled his other case files towards him. He had just opened one on a tone on a Cruciactus curse patient when he Floo flared into life. He looked up as Hermione Granger-Weasley tumbled out.
"Where is he?" she exclaimed as his Floo flared again. Draco stood and closed his file.
"Granger. I said contact me, not burst into my office." Draco drawled as Weasel fell out.
"Where is he?" he exclaimed. Draco sighed.
"Any others?" Draco asked.
"No." Hermione said testily. "Mal-"
"I will go see if Harry is…able to have visitors." Draco said.
"You- really?" Ron started angrily, but ended confused.
"Yes. Follow me." Draco said, leaving his office. Hermione and Ron hastily followed.
In the elevator, Draco realized that Weasel was staring at him. "What?" he snapped.
"Are you…wearing eyeliner?" he asked. Draco unwillingly flushed. "You are." Ron whispered, wide eyed.
"So? Is that a problem for you?" Draco hissed, glaring, his wand clenched in his hand. Ron shook his head quickly. Draco snorted. The elevator stopped, the doors opened, and Draco paled. He rushed out, completely forgetting the to ex-Gryffindors following him.
Screams echoed through the halls, drowning out their footsteps. Draco reached the mediwitch station and slammed his hands on the desk. "Why is my patient screaming and WHY WAS I NOT NOTIFIED?" he yelled. He felt his magic leak out, a black aura visible around him.
"I-I…uh…" the mediwitch was shaking in fear. Draco growled and flung himself away. He stormed to Harry's room, flung the door open, and slammed it shut behind him, leaving Ron, Hermione, and the terrified mediwitch. After about five minutes, the screaming stopped. A half hour after that, Draco came out, looking harassed. He closed the door softly and leaned against it with a sigh, eyes closed.
"Malfoy?" Hermione asked. He jumped, before smoothing his face into an emotionless expression.
"Obviously, he is not able to have visitors right now."
"What's wrong with him?" Ron asked, looking pale.
"I cannot tell you. Unless…" Draco said thoughtfully. "Follow me. I'll explain on the way." Draco ordered, heading for the elevator.
Once inside, Draco hit the button for one of the top floors. "I cannot tell you anything because of the Patient Confidentiality Vow. I cannot tell anyone anything about any of my patients unless they are responsible for that patient's care."
"What does that mean?" Hermione asked. "For us."
"Remember when you were you and your parents made all your medical decision? Basically, you would become Harry's 'parents'."
"We'll do it." Ron and Hermione said together. Draco nodded.
The elevator opened and Draco led them to a door. He knocked and was ushered inside. "Head Healer Young." Draco introduced. "Ronald and Hermione Weasley."
"Healer Malfoy. What can I do for you?"
"Fire Mediwitch Jones." Draco snapped.
Young blinked. "May I ask why?"
"I arrived at my office. About 5 minutes later, I brought these two to Harry Potter's floor. He was screaming and had been for several hours and I was not notified!" Draco hissed. Ron growled and Hermione started to cry.
Young's face hardened. He wrote something down and asked, "Anything else?"
"Yes. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley wish to become Harry's guardians for the duration of his treatment."
"Have you told them his symptoms?"
"Not yet."
"Do so." Young ordered. Draco briefly glowed silver.
"Yes sir." Draco said.
"Have you found anything on the Johnson case?" Young asked.
"Not yet." Draco said with a scowl.
Young hummed in thought. "anything else you need?"
"The potion ingredients." Draco reminded him.
"Oh, right! Yes, I'll have those sent to your lab within the hour." Young promised.
"Thank you sir." Draco bowed his head and turned to leave. Hermione and Ron were out the door and Draco was about to close the door when Young asked, "When was the last time you had a vacation?"
"I….actually, I do not know." Draco said thoughtfully.
"Solve this case." Young ordered…with a smile.
"Y-yes sir." Draco said, stunned. he closed the door, shock and disbelief still written across his face.
"What's up with you Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"I…just got…vacation time." Draco said slowly, like the words weren't ones he said often.
"What?" Ron exclaimed. "What about Harry? I actually for a second thought you cared-"
"Relax Weasel!" Draco snapped, cutting off his rant. "I don't plan on using it until I finish my current cases. then, the Bahamas…or Singapore… Tokyo…" Draco listed thoughtfully, leading them back to his office.
"Healer Draco L.A. Malfoy, Dark Magic Spell Damage." Ron read off the plaque on the door and snorted. Draco rolled his eyes behind his lids and unlocked the door.
Once they were settled, Draco opened Harry's case file. "The first thing you should know…Harry has been having hallucinations off and on for five years." Draco stopped as Hermione burst into tears again. "Granger, would you like a Calming Drought? That is not the worst thing." She sobbed harder, but nodded. "Winky?" he called.
"Yes Master Draco?" she said as she appeared.
"Retrieve a Calming Draught for Mrs. Granger…Weasley." Draco ordered.
"Right away Master Draco!" Winky said and disappeared. 10 seconds later, she returned with the vial and handed it to Hermione.
"Thank you Winky. I do not think I will be going home for lunch today."
"Does Master Draco want Winky to bring him lunch?"
"No, I will eat something here." Winky curtsied and disappeared.
"Should have known you'd have house-elves." Hermione said once she emptied the vial.
"Just Winky. When you work in 15 hour cycles, you need extra help. And I do not depend on other people, and Winky is happy to help."
"15 hours?" Ron questioned.
"Yes. Healers are here for 15 hours, then go home for another 15 hours. May we discuss Harry now?" The two nodded, and Draco picked up Harry's file again. "When he first got here, he thought he was 17 again, trapped…in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor, awaiting a duel with the Dark Lord. But…he knew that he had been attacked by Greyback…which did not happen until he was 24...he didn't know about the states of certain people. For instance, he asked about Sirius Black, then Teddy Lupin… Sirius Black had died two years before Teddy Lupin was born." Draco paused to breathe and check over his report.
"What does that mean? Diagnostically speaking?" Hermione asked calmly.
"Either Dark Magic is distorting his memories and perception or…" Draco trailed off.
"Or…?" Ron prompted.
"Or the war has finally got to him and his mind snapped." Draco said, braced for the explosion. It never came.
"He…was acting strangely…depressed…distracted…we thought…it was around the time of Sirius's death…" Hermione tried to explain her thoughts.
"Can we see him?" Ron asked. Draco shook his head.
"We are not done here… There is something I have to tell you…before you see him…Ron, what do you remember about the mission? The Greyback one?"
Ron looked haunted. "It happened so fast… We went in the forest after him…he attacked Harry…Harry collapsed, bleeding... After the duel, Harry was gone… he never showed up at the rendezvous point, or home, or St. Mungo's…"
Draco took a deep breath and in his most professional, detached Healer voice, explained, "Greyback managed to slice from temple to temple…straight through Harry's eyes. He also…managed to infect Harry with the lycanthropy virus."
Hermione burst into noisy tears again, despite the Calming Drought. Tears dripped silently down Ron's face too. Draco summoned the box of tissue he kept on the bookshelf behind them. Hermione took several. Ron used his sleeve. "When you are composed, I will take you to see Harry, conscious or not." Draco promised.
"Does…does he know?" Ron chocked out.
"Well, I'm sure he knows he is blind." Draco tried to joke. Hermione let out a hysterical giggle. "As for the lycanthropy…it depends."
Ron nodded, looking pale and green at the same time. For the next half hour, the only sounds were Draco's quill scratching on his notes and Hermione's sniffles. Finally, "Can we see him now?" she asked brokenly. Draco nodded and led them there.
Mwahhahahaha! Evil cliff-hanger of DOOM! Seriously, it was about time for one. Sorry I couldn't update yesterday. I planned on it, however, my parents had a party and I had to watch all the kids. I thought, 'sure, one kid, plop him in front of the game system, and type away.' No. There were 4 kids under the age of 6. Not fun.
News: Good News:I FINALLY got my laptop back from the shop. Bad news: it cost $150 to fix it. Good News: Parents took $20 bucks off for 'sittin' that night. GoodNews/BadNews: I only lost one file. Bad News: It was the first chapter of one of my Seiner (kh) stories that I only had one my laptop. I still have the prologue and the 2nd n 3rd chapter(which isn't complete) but chapter one is gone! I don't even really remember what was in it cuz I wrote it back in December. ARRGGHH!
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