"Hermione…do you, do you remember this man? Does he seem familiar?" The Healer spoke calmly. The whole room awaited Hermione's answer.

She looked at him, a bewildered look spreading across her features, and answered, "No, should I?"

He took a sharp intake of breath, and caught the edge of the bedside table to steady himself. Potter looked as if he was going to say something, probably an apology that he didn't really need to give. Hermione looked confused as he hand flitted to the table, and asked in a confused voice, "Miss, is that man alright? He looks a little pale…."

So he was that man now? He let the revelation sink in and dropped his hand from the table, using it instead to hold his pounding head.

"Hermione, do you remember anything at all? Anything of the explosion? Anything of us?" Draco recognized Potter's voice, and waited for the girl to answer his questions.

"To be totally honest sir, "

Sir. That had to sting like hell; after all, she was one of Potter's two best friends.

"I don't know who any of you are. All I remember is casting a protego and that's it. I honestly have no clue why some many people I don't know are around my bedside." She looked worried, "Not to say I don't appreciate it or anything!" She hastily added.

Draco had never seen Hermione look as vulnerable as she did right now, surrounded by people she no longer knew.

"It's quite alright dear." The Healer was the only one that didn't look too upset about the whole encounter. "We will find a way to regain your memories. " She flashed a warm smile in Hermione's direction before continuing. "Now, gentlemen," she nodded at Draco and Harry, "Please do come along, we do have things we need to discuss…"

She was already out the door before they could react. They followed along behind the old Healer at a short distance, having just caught up with her. For as old as she looked, he was a fast mover.

Slowing to a walk, Draco had just caught his breath when a hand placed awkwardly on his shoulder gathered his attention. He looked beside him, waiting what Potter was going to say.

"Malfoy I'm….I'm terribly sorry about this whole mess. I do hope you'll be okay…" He finished uncomfortably, and dropped his hand. Draco said nothing in reply.

As soon as the door to the Healer's office clicked closed, Draco went off with a tangent of questions; to each the Healer had an answer. "Why has this happened to my fiancée?" The Healer looked up from the paperwork she had started filling out. "We can only assume that Ms. Granger hit her head, or suffered some kind of trauma during the explosion. We have no definite cause for her lapse in memory, Mr. Malfoy."

"Well, how long till her memory returns? You MUST have some sort of timeline for this? She can't stay like that forever." The Healer sighed, and turned her hawk-like eyes to his. "Look, Mr. Malfoy, We honestly have no clue about how long her condition will persist, or if it will go away at all. In some cases like hers, they never recover their memories, and have to begin a whole new life." The continued her gaze as he replied.

"You can't tell me that there is a possibility that she will never remember any of us. They must be something you can do for her." He was raising his voice now, but didn't care. She was his lover and best friend. He couldn't lose her to something as trivial, as stupid as amnesia. "Hell, there must be a potion or…or something you can give her!"

"The Healer's gaze turned stony. "Mr. Malfoy, I will not tolerate being yelled at. You should consider your fiancée lucky. She at least still remembers that she is a witch and can perform magic, and she isn't dead. Do try looking on the bright side." She huffed and went back to her paperwork

Potter spoke up next. "Miss…Is there…I mean do you think there is anything we can do to help her regain her memory?" The hopeful look in his eyes started to fade with the sour expression on her face.

"Mr. Potter, time will take its course. These things can't be rushed." But upon seeing his head drop, she hastily added, "Though, try exposing her to the things she knew before or things she had a special attachment to." She looked to the door, and got up. "Hurry now, we have to announce to Ms. Granger that she has a fiancé."

She smiled in his direction like this news was going to be a good thing. Draco never felt more worried in his life as he followed Potter and the Healer out the door.

The rest of the day passed in a blur. He only vaguely made a response as Hermione was told she had a fiancé. "I do?" The look of confusion and glee on her face momentarily made him smile. "Who is he? Is he here?" She looked to each of the males in the room, her eyes resting on Draco for barely a second before asking, "Well, who is it? You can't leave me in suspense."

He stood up, and gave a weak smile, and moved to his customary chair by her bedside. "Hello Love." He picked up her hand and dropped a gentle kiss before releasing it and backing away. She looked as if she wanted to say something, but she held her tongue.

After that, the room was dead silent until the Healer took it upon herself to continue to inform the others in the room of Hermione's health. She turned and listened while he just sat in his chair and let everything sink in.

Hermione was released that night, to the care of a friend, in case something happened. Naturally, Draco offered himself up, as he was her fiancé. She looked wary, but agreed. The papers were signed, and they stepped out of St. Mungo's onto the cold streets of London.

"The Healer told me you remember magic. How to use it, I mean. Do you remember apparition?" He glanced down, awaiting her answer.

She seemed to be deep in thought for a moment, the answered with a barely audible yes, and he started walking toward the empty alleyway, her hand on his arm. "Well then my dear, let's be off."

The only sign of their disappearance was a loud crack, hidden by the noisy streets of a London night.

Author's Note

I have this intense feeling that the dear friend I am writing this for will be unpleased. You see, she was expecting a higher word count...and I beg you all to forgive me on my short filler and tardiness on delivering you this chapter.

I couldn't find a way to direct the story line much after chapter one without giving you some boring details. =3= Please do forgive me. I hope it wasn't to dreadfully dull!

I do wish everyone a very merry Christmas, and hope that you will still anticipate the next chapter...which should come out sometime next weekend.

As always, reviews and suggestions are welcomed! Please, don't hold back! It my not look like it now, but I do plan to pick up the story's pace in upcoming chapters!

PS: For those that are asking, Yes it is rated M. Yes, there will be one or two sex scenes. NO, I have not gotten there yet. Be patient!