Hermione was suppose to die by the killing curse, but she didn't die something else happen, she was sent back in time. Trying to get home the longer she stays there the more she wants to stay instead of going home.

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He's known since the beginning that whatever this is -- was -- between him and Malfoy was just purely physical. Malfoy had made that abundantly clear. Harry, however, had fallen far too fast and too deep. It didn't make much sense back then and it still doesn't, even now. Yet, Harry, like a fool, had hoped for more. He should have stopped while he was ahead. And now, not only had Malfoy unwittingly ripped Harry's heart out, the blond had proceeded to trample all over it as well. "Goodbye, Potter." He murmurs, sounding just a touch wistful; his fingers tightening ever so slightly on Harry's hand. Cover Art: puking-pastilles (https://puking-pastilles.deviantart.com/) Drarry / angst / smut / fluff / Eighth Year / post-Hogwarts / boyxboy Warnings: Mpreg, Explicit Content (You have been duly warned.)

The survivors of the Second Wizarding War return to Hogwarts after a summer of rebuilding and healing. Harry had been offered a position for Auror Training, which he quickly declined in favor of one final year with his friends at Hogwarts. He hoped that the year would bring nothing but normalcy and quiet as he begins to move on. Draco had been pardoned after Harry Potter testified in his and his mother's defense during the Trials. He had been released from Azkaban on the condition that he return to Hogwarts and complete his final year. It would serve as part of his probation. With his father awaiting the Kiss and his mother a permanent prisoner in their own home, Draco struggles to find himself as he picks up the pieces of his life. This chronicles their Eighth and Final Year at Hogwarts. *I don't own Harry Potter. All rights belong to JK Rowling. This is a fan-fiction. Drarry / Eighth Year / boyxboy / fluff / angst / smut (you've been warned!) 😘