It is the start of their Seventh Year, the Dark Lord is dead, and the only commotion the Golden Trio expects is to have boring, mundane lives from here on out. The Ministry of Magic has other plans. Enter Marriage Law and Dramione.

She always knew who she was and never tried to be anything else; that was the beauty of her. But then two people show up at her doorstep and she finds that all that she was didn't really exist. Hermione Granger was a complete lie. With secrets of a daunting past revealed, she's thrown into a world that never wanted her, and even into the arms of a boy that always hated her.

Hermione could recognize those silver eyes anywhere. After all, they were the color her nightmares built themselves around. They were the color of her most cherished possession, too. But it couldn't be real. Draco Malfoy couldn't be sat in her favorite cafe -- not when he was serving a life sentence in Azkaban.