It is the start of their Seventh Year, the Dark Lord is dead, and the only commotion the Golden Trio expects is to have boring, mundane lives from here on out. The Ministry of Magic has other plans. Enter Marriage Law and Dramione.

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gEvguFLTJGI "How could you? I loved you! How could you do this to me?" I cried, tears streaming down my face as I stared at the boy I thought was my true love. "Jen. You're got to listen to me. I-" Draco started walked towards me and I backed up. "Don't come any closer. I don't want you anywhere near me. Dumbledore my last family left and you took him from me! I'll never forgive you for this. Never!" I cried. "Jen, please listen to me. I didn't kill him-" "Liar! I don't want to hear any more of your lies. I saw you with Dumbledore and I heard the spell so don't even try to lie to me! Did you even love me at all? Or did you just get close to me so you could find out my grandfather's weakness?" Draco looked shocked and he took another step towards me. "Of course not! I love you, Jen and I always will. I had no idea that Dumbledore was your grandfather-" "Liar! Just stay away from me. I'll never forgive for this. You can go rot in hell, Malfoy." "Jen-" "NO! Stay away from me! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you! You bastard!"

Draco gave a cocky grin. "I am going to give you a makeover." "I'm sorry what?" "You heard me Granger, I'm going to give you a makeover that will make every man want you,and make Weasley die of regret. You will be simply irresistible." Now Complete!

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

Dilectio is Latin for Spiritual Love ------ A recent graduate of Ilvermorny, you've made the trek across the pond from your home in America to London. You find yourself hiding under the radar from the Ministry of Magic working as a barista at a coffee shop in Victoria Station. While many of your peers have gone off in the search for their soulmate, you find yourself in search of something more sinister. ------ warnings: contains heavy explicit sexual content, vulgar language, mentions of traumas, anxiety, etc. WE ADVISE THAT YOU DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18. ------ We decided to keep all the events in Harry Potter but set them in the future. The Battle of Hogwarts ended in 1998, but in this story, it ended in 2018. This fic takes place in 2020 minus COVID( let's be real, we are all over it). ------ Cover Art by bathtub_pirate Co-written between Kauliberry and @krod934 Edited by @emthepuff