St. Mungo's is for wimps; Day 3.

[draco_isgod]

Draco had finally managed to send a hysterical Narcissa away, and safely back toward psychiatrics. They had just left family counseling, and that seemed to make her cry more than usual, which Draco had thought was damned near impossible, but they had managed it

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[ccecilia]

She hadn't followed Draco to the hospital. As much as it pained her to admit it, she couldn't bear to be in his presence once he woke- somehow the two of them having to deal with what had been thrust upon them. But she couldn't just pretend it didn't happen. She couldn't phase him out of her life. Not when she knew he would going to need her the most (whether he admitted that or not).

But she took her time.

A day to be exact.

She inhaled a sharp breath as she hovered outside the door of his room, her hand hovering over the knob as she tried to steady her heartbeat. She had to remember that it was just Draco in there. Lucius was no longer a presence, no longer a threat. At least, for now.

She pushed open the door, knocking gently on the door jam.

"I'm sure you're rather sick of people knocking on your door but I figured I ought to stop by-"

[draco_isgod]

Draco's hand gripped his pillow and he pushed himself up, so that he could fling it at his newest intruder. He swung it over his shoulder, but hesitated when he heard that familiar voice.

He dropped the pillow and fell back onto it, "I've seen every other kind of healer, I suppose it was only a matter of time before they sent in maternity."

[ccecilia]

She tried to suppress her laughter at his comment, the sheer sight of him all tucked up in that bed something so insanely out of scope from how she viewed Draco in the past. It all seemed so absurd- what happened the past few months. She was shaken and scared and somehow felt completely ridiculous all at the same time.

"Consider yourself lucky I'm here personally," she said, reaching his bedside. She tucked herself into the chair as she looked up at him. "You don't want to undergo my kind of check-ups."

[draco_isgod]

Draco grinned as he pushed himself back up to a comfortable sitting position. His grin soon diminished after he realized he couldn't quite look her in the eye. Despite himself, he sense he had made a rift between them.

"I do," he said a little too seriously for Draco Malfoy, "consider myself lucky, that is."