From being a young child, Draco Malfoy knew that he was not going to follow in the footsteps of his father and his father before him by working for the Ministry of Magic in a random offshoot department.
No. Upon his sixteenth birthday, Draco had announced to his family – both immediate and extended – that he intended on becoming a Healer.
The questions started after that, and so did the accusations and protests (though those were mainly from his paternal grandfather).
Did he have a specialty in mind? His mother asked.
Did he understand the workload he was setting himself up for? Lucius questioned.
Did he not want a personal life? A wife? Children? His grandmother begged.
Did he truly know what he was sacrificing? Narcissa brought up; already worried about the workload and what Draco would have to give up.
Draco never second-guessed himself though. With shining references from both Professors McGonagall and Slughorn, a fresh-faced, eighteen year old Draco Malfoy enrolled on the much sought after and competitive training programme offered by St. Mungo's.
Emergency Medicine.
On his very first day, he had been warned. He had been told exactly how it would be and what would be expected of him. He had been regaled with tales of students who had dropped out after two weeks; claiming the stress and workload being too much. He had been cautioned that there would be days where it would feel like there was to be no end to the amount of cases rushing through the door.
However, Draco had not been told about the rush of adrenaline that would surge through his body when a trauma came in or the joy that flooded his veins when he was able to grant good news to worried parents.
The moment he landed in bed after his first shift, Draco knew that Emergency Medicine was for him. He threw himself into his work; reading the journals and the textbooks, putting himself forward for the cases nobody wanted, volunteering to work that extra shift, and most importantly, creating positive relationships with the nurses.
Eight years and one medical qualification later, Draco still feels the rush of adrenaline and the gratification at being able to heal those when they're at their lowest.
Eight years later, Draco walks through the doors to St. Mungo's with the overwhelming sense of coming home.
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Paging Healer Malfoy // D.M. (COMPLETE)
FanfictionFor the last eight years, Draco Malfoy has worked tirelessly as a Healer. He's dedicated to his work; he adores his work. There's never a boring day in the emergency room at St. Mungo's. Follow Draco through the ins and outs of his career as he trai...
