Hermione briefly gaped at the sky blue ceiling and walls surrounding the bed she was lying on. 

St.Mungos.

She tried to sit upright but quickly decided against it, as a jolt of unfamiliar discomfort shot up her spine. She closed her eyes as she tried to recall the events of the previous night.

Fiance cheating. Breakup. Leaving house. Crying. Getting drunk. 

Hermione groaned. Where the hell did a hospital come into this?

Thankfully she was saved from the overt explanation her senses were trying to provide , as a figure walked in through the glass door of the room. 

Must be the doct-

"Malfoy?" Hermione's eyebrows shot up at the man in front of her, holding multiple chanel files in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other, looking at her skeptically.

Draco Malfoy set down the steaming cup on the tabletop and gave the female a long, hard look.
A minute later, a smirk crawled onto his lips,which quirked upwards.

"For the first time in life, Hermione Granger doesn't know something. What an honour to be the victim of your ignorance madame."

Hermione's furrowed eyebrows were enough to shut the ex-Slytherin up real quick.

"Ehm..uh Granger..don't worry, I'm not here to kill you. I'm your doctor. I just happened to meet you last night ..in a..highly..disoriented state and thought that it would be in my best intentions to bring you up to my workplace. Looks like you needed it after the fall you had." 

Hermione looked up at his spectacled orbs quizically. "Fall?"

The Healer gaped at his patient and tried hard not to groan.

Be calm. Be calm. 

"Yes Granger. I suppose you were not really aware of your movements last night. You were passed out from the huge alcohol intake you had last night. I've called Ms.Weasley. She must be on her way now. "

Hermione stayed quiet. Ignorant and drunk? In front of Draco fricking Malfoy after so many years? Checked and highlighted. I mean what could she say to ease the situation?Merlin knows how many patients he has to deal with. Should she just leave?But she was a patient too. There was no need to leave the hospital just to lessen Malfoy's work pressure. How the hell did Malfoy end up as an Auror anyway?

"Granger? Are you there?"

Hermione blinked her eyes rapidly at the chiseled face in front of her. Close. Too close.

"Huh-Oh yes yes. I..I just zoned out,"Hermione gulped audibly.

Draco looked at her for a long second and said,"Well I'll get going now.Your reports are all fine. Just don't overdrink the next time.And definitely not without a pair of strong arms to carry you home.It's a good thing Zabini and I happened to come across you last night."

Hermione's eyes drifted down to the sheets, her face burning from the embarrassment of it all.
"Yes, I understand. Thank you..I suppose."

Something flickered in the Healer's grey irises, as he looked at his patient. Something which led him to smirk devilishly.

"No problem Granger. Now be a good girl and wait for your girlfriend to show up."

The door closed,leaving Hermione alone with her thoughts.

 (A/N:Hi!I am so sorry for such a late update, but so much has been going on!Ugh..)