Draco Malfoy is Voldemort's head Death-Eater, and Hermione Granger holds the key to his redemption. Together, they have to find a way to end the war in a world governed by draconian laws. Copyright © 2015 by Noelle N.

Hermione granger has it all, or does she? Her boyfriend cheats, her friends forgot her so what does she do. She does what any sensible witch would have done. She moves away to a new country, cutting off all contact with her previous and reinvents herself. She find love and a family in the most unexpected people. She's happy. What happens when she is invited to her Hogwarts reunion?

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!

After the war and after the fall of darkness, Hermione and Ron were together like Harry and Ginny. People were missed and grief took over, soon after freedom and happiness took the place. Everything was falling back into place. One night, at the restaurant, her life changed forever after a refusal. Protected by an old enemy, Hermione will live a new experience. Refusal will change someone forever, protection will bring a blossoming romance. One refusal brung new discoveries. Hermione will learn about herself more then she ever did before. ***I am going to be completely honest and say that I do not plan on updating this fic anytime soon. I am sorry to say that this fic is now abandoned.***

After a messy divorce, Hermione moves to New York City, in hopes of starting over. Her new beginning doesn't turn out exactly how she had planned, though. Two years later, she finds herself traveling back to England for the first time so she can be Maid of Honor at Harry and Ginny's wedding. When she arrives, she's shocked to find that the Best Man is not her ex-husband. Even more shocking, she finds herself slowly warming up to her old bully. *Contains explicit sexual scenes*

"I know you're skirting around the subject again, Draco, so you might as well just say what you want to say." He looked up at me then, a barely readable expression on his face. My chest tightened slightly as he just watched me, his eyes tracing over my face. After a few silent minutes, he finally straightened up in his chair and tossed the Prophet into the chair next to him before looking back at me. "Weasley is an idiot." It's 2002, four years after Hermione graduated from Hogwarts. In the midst of planning her wedding to Ron, her life turns upside down by news that breaks her heart, and when a certain blond wizard shows back up in her life, she realizes that maybe what she planned for isn't what she truly wants. Characters do not belong to me, they belong to JK Rowling

Blame it on me. Those were the words sobbed out as if the words were punishing Draco Malfoy in his room in the Heads' wing on the third floor of Hogwarts. It's not my fault. These were the words whispered like a prayer by Hermione Granger in her room in the Head's wing on the third floor of Hogwarts. It's funny, in an obscure way, how different the two were. One was begging for the blame, to be punished for the war that he felt responsible for. The other was begging for the blame to be lifted from her, hoping that if she told herself enough times, she'd believe herself. Both shared more in common than they knew. Luckily for them, Dumbledore had one last trick up his sleeve before he was gone for good. They were going to see each other, they were going to know each other, and if all goes according to Dumbledore's plan, they were going to love each other. • • • Takes place after the war and all characters who died throughout all HP books are dead in this book. Dark themes but there will surely be lots of love, humor, and healing. Inspired by the song Blame It On Me by Post Malone

I glared at the lifeless body of Weasel, "Back off Weasel, she's mine." --- Takes place after the war. Everyone in Hogwarts (Students, teachers, etc.) are still alive. Top rank #13 Thank you! This story is completely Edited.

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫. [ social media + muggle au ]