Draco and Harry hated each other. Draco and Ron hated each other. Draco and Hermione were meant to hate each other... but nothing can be that simple. This is gonna be a LONG fan fic, I'm not gonna do jumpcuts to the happy ending I intend to literally write their lives from the age of 14 to 50 at least. Because why the fuck not?

The world is a web of decisions. What we decide today changes our tomorrow. Each one of us is interconnected in this web. After the decisions of the war, the Ministry of Magic is tasked with the huge job of ensuring that nothing of the same sort will happen again. Unfortunately, the harsh punishments and fueled anger make war in the near future very likely. With no idea what to do, the Minister of Magic turns to the only one who can help him ensure peace. Only to find out that the two people whom the entire muggle and magical universe are dependent on are sworn enemies. Hermione and Draco. However, it was not always like that. The enemy's souls are intertwined as such, that as soulmates they can restore the balance of their crumbling world. Because a lifetime ago, they were fated. Cover illustration by dar.a_art

**MATURE CONTENT** (Smut alert!) She felt herself lean back into him and he didn't move. "You've been avoiding me, Granger, I've missed you," he told her, his voice barely audible. She swallowed as his hand went around her waist and he brushed his lips along her heated skin. She let out a low sultry moan before she answered, "People don't miss their mistakes, Draco"

In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.