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!)

Hermione woke up one day in a strange room. She was in Malfoy manor that was the day that she learnt her true identity. She was the Dark Lord's daughter.

Mudblood. Draco Malfoy is all too familiar with the word. It slips off his tongue easily and he's never once regretted it. Until his fifth year at Hogwarts. Draco starts to do what he'd never even imagined. He falls deeply and painfully in love with Hermione Granger. Know-it-all, Muggle-born Granger. Draco knows it's against everything the Malfoy family stand for, and with the ever-present glares from his watchful father, will he be able to resist her?