Hermione Granger the woman who has no luck when it comes to love, found her true love in Hogwarts. How would it be when she meets him again nine years later.. Perfect Two is a Dramione Love Story!

COMPLETED!!! :)) Hope you enjoy reading my story xx! This hasn't been completely edited, so I apologise for any mistakes. "Out of the way, Granger." Draco Malfoy pushed past her to the ingredients cupboard in the potions room. "Honestly, how rude could you get, Malfoy?" She pushed him back as she reached for the bottle on the top shelf, but, found herself just ever slightly too short. "Need some help?" The blonde haired boy smirked as he looked her up and down - why was he still here anyways, "Seems like you're a little short." The brunette spun around and glared at him, "Yes, I've noticed that, thank you very much." she pulled out her wand, "Accio," the bottle flew down to her, "And no, I won't be needing your help." "Well, you did say that I was acting rude so I was just offering my help." He shot her a half smirk half smile and walked off to his bench. There was something about that smile that was somewhat genuine, it was a playful smile. Not the hateful smirk he used to give her every time they saw each other, even when they were still kids, no. It was different and Hermione hated it. She hated the way if made her want to smile back, the way it made her want to grin inwardly to herself or the way it tinged her cheeks a rosy colour. Merlin, she hated that stupid smile of his, but at the same time, she just couldn't get enough. \\ there will be slight swearing, just FYI ;) \\ DISCLAIMER: all of the characters, places, drinks and spells (and probably other things) except for the ones I've made up, belong to the amazing JK Rowling!

Hermione is the "Brightest Witch of her Age": she follows the rules and she only breaks curfew to fulfil her prefect duties. That is until one night in a dusty broom cupboard with a certain Slytherin. She may have just made the worst decision of her life. Or the best? *COMPLETED* Disclaimer: I don't own the world of Harry Potter (unfortunately). Another Disclaimer: if you're looking for toxic Draco, you're probably NOT going to find him here but I hope you like him anyway! Three cheers for ✨soft✨ Draco!!!

Hermione Granger, Gryffindor's Good Girl, Head Girl, Cleverest Witch of her Age, Nice to even the lowest of the low, Charity starter, Best Friend, Savior of the World, Best Auror in the making...Wanted for MURDER. Now, how does that even make sense? Draco wants to know...don't you?

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.