Hermione is the one who finds Draco weeping in the bathroom. He flees. She chases him into the Room of Requirement, and the room forces them to face their greatest fears together in order to find the door. (The original story by Alydia Rackham, first published in 2010)

How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco's daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing morning coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence. Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can't find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why is morning coffee with Draco Malfoy the only thing that makes sense anymore? *cover art created by @eternallyreadinggoodthings

{COMPLETED} Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy have kept a big secret. Their relationship. The two have been secretly meeting since Hermione had found him crying as he sat on the ledge of the Astronomy tower one night. But when Draco runs away from the battle and from Hermione, Hermione is crushed. In eighth year, they both return, but things may never truly be the same ever again.