The resistance is dead. Hermione Granger doesn't know she's an omega, and doesn't know why she of all people was chosen to live while she watched nearly the entire Order die at the battle of Hogwarts. All she knows is she is starving and weak, her magic is depleted, and Lucius Malfoy plans to make her public degradation the main source of entertainment at the Dark Lord's celebration. That is until Draco scents her, and her first heat cycle begins. . . ------------------------------- CW: Smut, violence, sexual violence, humiliation, and degradation, & dubcon/noncon ahead! Also Hermione with people sexually who are not Draco but he's v possessive so they probably die Post-war Omegaverse AU -----------------------------------------------------

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.

Draco's eyes blazed with anger, "I fulfilled my promise. Theo made me swear to look after you and I did that." Hermione stood her ground, watching the enraged man curiously, her own anger reaching it's high. Closing the distance between them, he sneered accusingly, "I did it so well that you want to go fuck someone else." Bringing her hand across, Hermione slapped Draco with all her might. Even in the dimly lit room, her handprint was clearly visible on his pale face. He licked his bottom lip tasting blood. Her fire had returned. Draco firmly pulled Hermione against his body and kissed her, his lips moulding perfectly to hers. Forgive me Theo.....