She's a murderer. She's a death eater. She's been dead for 2 months now but why is she looking down at her own grave? She was basically running away from her life. It was all going well excluding aurors trying to get her head until a certain former classmate started tagging along. An unexpected bond is made, trust is limited, and the past will be told.

Hermione Granger wants revenge on Ron. The perfect person for her plan is Draco Malfoy. All she has to do is make him fall for her, easy as cake, right? But is it that easy to win Draco Malfoy's heart? All Draco Malfoy wants is for Pansy Parkinson to leave him alone. The only girl who'd make that happen is none other than Hermione Granger. All he has to do is use his Malfoy charms and seduce her, right? And then she's his? » all copyright belongs to FigmentofAnnie / ihootanniex3 /escapism- 2014© « **Featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic Harry Potter Fanfiction reading list** ** lovelycover by @cloudstars **

Elvira Steele was a late-bloomer. Her parents were worried she'd be the first squib in their Pureblood heritage, the first non-magic child in their long line of Gryffindors. Of course, they'd love her no matter what the turnout, but were ecstatic when Elvira finally turned her father's prized broomstick into a mouse. She was to attend Hogwarts and live her dreams of becoming a powerful Auror or even simply a teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her future was set. That is, until the sorting hat decided to change her life forever. After the sorting ceremony, Elvira Steele is thrown into a whirlwind of chaos, magic, friendship, and Dark Arts as she realizes things are not as simple as they seem. Not all Gryffindors are brave and good, and neither is every Slytherin cunning and selfish. Her loyalties are tested at every turn of the road, and she finds herself slowly slipping into a darkness she swore she would never near. Through the battle between good and evil, Elvira uncovers twisted, unexpected secrets from her heritage, and has to make choices that no seventeen-year old should ever have to make.

When all eligible wizards and witches are forced into marry in order to increase the population after the war, neither of them thought they'd ever have a chance at happiness again. Especially not with each other. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER.