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Lost Memories by GryffindorGirl153
Chapter 2 : Patient in St. Mungo's.
 
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Lost Memories 1
By: Gryffindorgirl153










Hermione Granger walked the streets of London with a fairly large bag on her shoulder and 4 cups of Starbucks coffee in her hand. It was about 8:30 AM and she was heading to work in St. Mungo’s as a healer. She was a healer in the Spell Damage department. Hermione lived in a small flat about 7 blocks away, and even though she could always floo to St. Mungo’s, she didn’t want to use magic for everything.

Hermione reached a department store called Purge and Dowse Ltd. She leaned in close to the glass and looked up at an ugly dummy. “Hermione Granger,” Hermione breathed against the glass. The dummy gave the smallest nod and Hermione stepped through the glass and vanished, still holding her tray of coffee.

She went up into the lift and went to the fourth floor and turned left handing a cup of coffee to her secretary who handed her a bunch of papers instead. Hermione then went two doors down and handed the next cup of coffee to the healer that was waiting by his door. He gave her a small smile before going back to his desk and burying his head in paper work. She went across the hall and opened the door handing the next cup of coffee to Ginny Weasley who worked with her as well. “Oh, Hermione meet me downstairs for lunch, I need to talk to you,” Ginny said right when Hermione was about to leave. She gave Ginny a smile then went out closing the door behind her and going into her own office taking the last coffee off of the tray and walking towards her desk after she took her leather jacket and large shoulder bag off her.

There were various still and moving pictures everywhere. Most of her and her family and some were of the golden trio and the Weasley family. Hermione pulled her bag off her arm threw it on the small couch near the door along with her leather jacket. She strode to her desk and looked through some of the papers that were delivered to her by her secretary Jenny Heart. Most of the papers were medical records of the patients that Hermione took care off, and some were paper work that she had to finish. There was also different colored paper next to her phone with people who has tried to contact her while she was away.

Harry Potter:
James’ birthday party is this Saturday. Don’t forget. Ginny and I are expecting you.


Hermione put that page behind the rest and started reading the next.

Hermione,
Did you get my owl? I wanted to take you to dinner this Friday. write back,
Ron Weasley.


Hermione sighed and dropped the papers and put her head in her hands. Ron has been trying to get her to go to dinner with him for the past two weeks and Hermione has tried making excuses like she had to stay extra hours for work. Honestly, Hermione just couldn’t break it to him that she doesn’t feel the same way about him like he does. It was just probably because they’ve been best friends for the past 10 years. Funny how time flies by.

There was a knock on her door and Hermione muttered the words “Come in,” It was her secretary Jenny. “What’s up for today Jen?”

“Well, you have a meeting around 3o’clock in the afternoon,” Hermione nodded flipping through the next set of papers that Jenny handed to her. “Then another meeting right after that about the convention coming up,” Hermione nodded again. “There are about 10 new patients waiting in line,” Jenny said.

“Is it serious?” Hermione asked looking up at the teenage secretary.

“Of course not, just want to check up on some things,” Jenny replied.

“Go on,” This was like a routine for Hermione. Get up, get dressed, buy coffee, come to St. Mungo’s drop the coffee off, have a thousands of papers piled on her desk, have more papers handed to her, have her secretary who’s often changing read Hermione her schedule for the day and then tend to patients.

“You have 7 ordinary patients that are waiting in the waiting room for their weekly check up, uhh, Neville Longbottom is requesting for more potion and so is Madame Pomfrey,” She finished.

“Is that all?” Hermione asked.

“For now,” Jenny said smiling.

“Thanks Jenny,” Hermione said. “You can go take a break, but be back before 12,”

“Thanks Hermione,” Jenny said.

“No problem,” Hermione smiled.

“Oh yeah,” Jenny added poking her head through the door. “Ron has been calling since 8 this morning,” Hermione groaned. “Maybe you should just tell him no?”

“Thanks Jenny, but once you’re best friends with someone for 10 years, it’s kind of hard to reject him knowing him too well,” Hermione said.

“Ah, right,” Jenny said then winked before leaving her office.

Hermione sighed then started signing several papers without even looking at a single thing it said in print. She soon went to the stack of mail that was next to her desk and was all sorted in a box. Hermione started tearing them apart and scanning them quickly before throwing it into the garbage bin and going onto the next one. Some of them she signed on the bottom and sent it off in a new clean envelope. When her mail box was nearly done, she got up and put on clean white robes that were her healer’s uniform, grabbing her wand, then exited her office going inside the waiting room with a clip board in her hand and two small boxes of red potion.

“Neville,” Hermione said walking up to him handing him the box and giving her old friend a friendly hug. “How are you and Luna?” She asked.

“Great,” Neville replied. “And yourself?” He asked.

“Well,” Hermione held up the clip board. “Work,” She said.

“Well, glad you’re doing great,” Neville said. “I got to get back to Hogwarts,”

“Okay, take care and say hi to Luna for me,” Hermione said. She handed Neville the next box of the same potion and asked him to give it to Madame Pomfrey for her.

“Say hi to Harry, Ron and Ginny,”

“Bye,” Hermione waved then looked at her clip board. “O’Brian?” She called out and scanned the people who were waiting patiently. “You’re up, follow me,” Hermione began treating the patients in order who were listed on her brown clip board and when lunch time came, she went out to meet Ginny in the café across the street.

“So what was it you wanted to talk to me about?” Hermione asked when the waitress delivered their coffee.

“Well to start things off,” Ginny said fingering the top of her cup. “Ron hasn’t stopped asking when you have free time or not,” Ginny said smirking again.

“Oh my god,” Hermione groaned. “What am I supposed to do with him?”

“Hermione, right now, I really think that you should just tell him,” Ginny said. “I mean he’s Ron, what’s the worse he can do?”

“I guess I should,” Hermione said looking down at the brown coffee that was sitting in front of her in a large blue mug with a large saucer underneath it. She took a sip of the sweet tasting hot coffee and put it back down again. Hermione started playing with the locket that was held with a gold chain without even knowing.

“Hermione,” Ginny said seeing what her friend was doing. “You still wear that around?”

“Huh? Wear what?” Ginny pointed to the beautiful locket that she wore and Hermione looked down to see where she was pointing. “Oh this,” Hermione said. “Well, I can’t really find it in my heart to take it off,”

“Why not?” Ginny asked.

“Well, when I take it off, I feel very empty and I just feel like I need it on,” Hermione replied. “I don’t even know who gave it to me,”

“Did you ever try to open it?” She asked. Ginny knew everything about what that locket held, but Hermione didn’t.

“I tried, but I couldn’t open it at all,” She said.

“Hermione,” Ginny said. “Don’t you think you should take it off? I mean you don’t even know who gave it to you,” It’s not that Ginny didn’t want Draco’s memory returning to him, or that she didn’t want them together, it was just the consequences they had to face when their memories come out again. Everything will be turned upside down, and her best friend will be in danger more than ever. “It could be cursed or something,”

“Ginny,” Hermione said. “Don’t worry, I’ve been wearing this for 4 years, I’m sure that if it had a curse on it I would be dead by now,” The truth was, Hermione always kept that locket with her because it was a mystery that she wanted to find out about so badly. The day she woke up in 6th year, she suddenly found that heart locket around her neck but not knowing who sent it. She’s tested it in every magical way but she didn’t find anything wrong about it. The only thing Hermione couldn’t do was open the locket.

Ginny checked her watch. “Sorry Hermione, but I have a meeting in 10 minutes. I’ll see you later okay?” Hermione nodded and said she had to go too. They departed once they reached the hall way where their office was located. When Hermione entered she saw that her large desk was once again filled with papers and envelopes and some owls were on the window sill outside. Hermione bunched up the envelopes and started looking through them.

“Ron, Ron, Ron,” She read each envelope that was in her hands and when she saw that they were from Ron, she opened her desk drawer and dropped them inside. Hermione hasn’t been in contact with them for about a week so maybe that’s why Ron was always sending her letters. There was a knock on the door and Jenny came inside holding a bunch of folders that were stacked up in her hand reaching her shoulders. “Please do not tell me that I have to read that,” Hermione said.

“Well, each one is a contract with your new patients,” Jenny said looking through the first folder. “I don’t know why it’s so big these days,” She said. The size was about as thick as an average book. “So you have to sign at the end of each one, then check their records, then assign them medication,” Hermione took a blue folder that was on top and read the name Kathy Jones, Witch, Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry then all the potions she has taken were on the right side. “Tell me Jenny, is there any way to do this magically,”

Jenny laughed and with a wave of her wand, Hermione’s name was signed in the back of the folders, each patient was listed in small papers with the potions that she has taken on the bottom. “Thanks Jen,” Hermione said gratefully. “I don’t know what I’d do without you,”

“No problem,” Jenny said.

Hermione’s meeting was very boring. She sat in a conference room for 2 hours while they were talking about about the hospital and the healers that worked there, and how they might add a new department, and how they’ll need new healers for that. There weren’t many notes to take so most of the time, she was staring out the window or doodling stuff on the piece of parchment they supported. The next meeting wasn’t that great either. They needed more healers for the department Hermione worked on or else they’d get double the patients, double the hours, and double the paper work but double the pay.

“Hermione!” Jenny yelled once she exited the conference room.

“What’s wrong,” Hermione asked. Jenny looked frantic and her eyes screamed for help.

“There was an attack, not far from here and there are several people hurt. They belong in your department,” Hermione rushed to the waiting room and saw several people with blood dripping down from various parts of their body. Most were already in beds and were being brought to the empty rooms and some were waiting for someone to care for them.

Hermione ran towards the first room on her right and saw an old elderly man who was shaking uncontrollably. She took her wand out and started running test on him to find that he was hurt with a dangerous curse. She ran to the cupboard and looked through the bottles that were there, and came out with a dark green one and instructed him to drink it. The curse did some damage to his lungs and would have to be mended with a potion. “Take him to room 3543 and he’ll be staying for 2 nights,” Hermione ordered. The man levitated the old frail man and took him to a near by rolling bed.

This went on for about 2 more hours- Hermione rushing into different rooms, running test on the patients, curing them with some spells and giving them more potions. “Hermione,” Jenny said while trying to catch her breath. “There’s a man down in the last room and they say he’s dying. There are no other healers to tend to him,” Hermione rushed out of the room she was currently in before instructing the man who was standing by the wall to bring the little girl to room 3446.

Hermione opened the door and saw a man about her age thrashing around with blood coming from his stomach and his eyes were shut tightly. “His face was covered with blood that It was hard to figure out who it was,” Hermione opened his jacket, took his shirt off him and found his chest with several gashes and cuts that were bleeding severely. She took her wand out and said a spell before putting it down, picking up and trying it again but nothing seemed to work. Seeing how much pain the man before her was in, she went to the corner were there was different colored potions and he gave the man a red colored one telling him to drink it.

Slowly, he stopped moving and became calm as if he didn’t feel anymore pain. “No magic can fix that,” Hermione said. “You’ll have to heal it the old fashioned way,” She took out a large roll of cloth and some alcohol with ointment. She took a large cotton and started cleaning his cut carefully. Hermione took a look at his faced and saw the blood drying up. Being the considerate person she is, she cast a spell and his face was cleaned instantly. A gasp escaped her mouth and the cotton dropped on his deepest cut causing him to scream in pain. “M-Malfoy?” Hermione asked.

Draco looked up to meet his healer’s eyes and saw familiar chocolate brown colored ones- One that he remembered so well. “Granger?” he croaked. Hermione shook her head. This was her job; she couldn’t let the past get in her way of healing a patient. Carefully sitting back down at the edge of his bed, she picked up the cotton again and started where she left of. When she finished, she asked him to sit up and she started wrapping his body around with the roll of thick cloth.

Malfoy noticed that Hermione was so dangerously close to her face that he could feel her breath on his neck. She didn’t look into his eyes again, and she just continued wrapping the cloth around him as carefully as she could, trying not to make it tight enough. Draco noticed that her smell reminded him of something but couldn’t really figure out what it was. This brought back a familiar sensation in the pit of his stomach when he felt her breath on his neck. He came back to earth when Hermione got up and said a spell so he was clean again. “Thanks,” He said still having that cold tone he had several years ago.

“Just doing my job,” Hermione replied. “Take him to 3447, he’ll be staying there for a while until his cuts heal," For the first time, in a long time, her locket twitched as if begging to be open and her hand immediately went up to her neck to hold it. “Did my locket just twitch?” She asked herself quietly so only she could hear. “That hasn’t happened since 7th year in Hogwarts,”

“What hasn’t happened since 7th year in Hogwarts?” Ginny asked appearing by her side.

“Oh nothing,” Hermione replied. “Guess who my last patient was,” Hermione said in an un-interested tone.

“Who?” Ginny asked taking a seat in the sofa that was placed in Hermione’s fairly large office.

“Draco Malfoy,” Hermione answered rolling her eyes. Ginny’s face became pale and her eyes went wide.









A/N: 2nd chapter! i finished this today just so i can update :] and i made it a bit longer than my usual chapters. read and review ;D. chapter image will come soon =]


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