"If you weren't so important to The Dark Lord, I'd kill you right now" "If I still had my wand, you'd be dead already" Nine years after the Battle of Hogwarts, the war rages on. Voldemort is triumphant, but The Order continue to fight. Whilst on a rescue mission, Hermione Granger is captured and taken to The Dark Lord. When he cannot uncover her memories, or any secrets he can use to stamp The Order out once and for all, she's given to the most skilled Legillimens within his army.

He was left broken, with no hope of ever putting himself together, until she entered his life. He never thought that life could be so rich and that she could make him feel the way she does. This is a love story about two people who were drawn together to fix each other, in ways that they never even knew they were broken. This is a Draco Hermione love story. This is now a completed story. I thank my readers for continuing until the very end, and hopefully you'll follow on to the sequel (as soon as I begin writing it!)

After the war, Draco Malfoy disappears into the Muggle world, away from the weight of his past and the whispers that follow his name. He wants peace, anonymity-something he never truly had. Hermione Granger, now the owner of a cozy library and flower shop in Muggle London, has built a life far from the chaos of her past. Books and blooms are easier to understand than love, loss, and the ghosts of war. Their paths weren't meant to cross again. But fate has a way of bringing together the most unexpected souls. Between dusty bookshelves and freshly cut roses, between old regrets and new beginnings, can two former enemies find something neither of them ever expected? A story of healing, second chances, and love that blooms in the most unlikely places.

Draco Malfoy is a fucking arse. A magical delivery error causes all the gifts ordered by Draco and Hermione to be sent in the wrong place. To her great misfortune, her erotic potion books and sex toys land in Malfoy's hands, who takes great pleasure in mocking her. Bloody Hell, if she could bury herself alive right now, she would. ______________ I've had a few ideas pop into my head for the Christmas holidays, so here's a little surprise for you. Just a quick heads-up: writing smut is a real challenge for me-I cringe every single time, haha. I wrote my first one not long ago, and I thought I was going to have a heart attack when I posted it. So, please be kind! English isn't my first language, either. Sending lots of good vibes your way, and... happy reading! A special shoutout to my friend and beta, Posie.rosie.daisie, who took the time to read my work, even when I wanted to hide behind a cushion, and who advised me to keep a bowl of water nearby to help ease the pressure... Your unwavering support, your feedback, and your comments always bring a big smile to my face.

"You're a good friend, Hermione." She narrowed her eyes at him. "So we're on a first-name basis now?" He shrugged. "I feel it's only fair after spending every moment of our free time in a lab together. Also," he scratched at his chin in thought, "I'm pretty sure you're dating my best mate." Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OR WORLD, those belong to J.K. Rowling. I am writing this for fun, and for no monetary gain.

Hermione didn't know how to get over the war. She thought returning to Hogwarts would help but after a breakdown the most unlikely person helped her up and taught her it was okay to not be okay. *Check out the companion piece as well From the Desk of Draco Malfoy* ****TRIGGER WARNINGS**** PTSD, SELF HARM, SUICIDE ATTEMPT, ALCOHOL ABUSE, SEXUAL SITUATIONS, MENTAL ILLNESS. THESE CHARACTERS ARE GOING THROUGH SOME SHIT SO THEY ARE NOT MENTALLY HEALTHY PEOPLE. THE RELATIONSHIPS ARE TOXIC, THERE WILL BE AN ATTEMPT AT SUICIDE, THERE WILL BE MENTIONS OF SELF HARMING.