After the war Hermione is in invited back to Hogwarts to complete her seventh year along with Harry, Ron, Ginny and Draco. Ron and Hermione end their relationship and decide to be friends. Hermione and Draco have to spend a lot of time together as head boy and girl. Everyone distrusts Draco but Hermione believes he can change. Hermione is troubled by the events of the war and both she and Draco have frequent nightmares driving the two of them almost to the point of insanity. Is it possible that the most unlikely pair will manage to save each other? Not a cliché as the title sounds. Cover by: @xD_Nightmare

The Golden Trio and their friends are all back to finish their last and final year at Hogwarts after the traumatic Second Wizarding War. However, when Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy are selected as Head Boy and Head Girl, the two enemies are inevitably forced to spend time together for the concluding year. Additionally, they unknowingly still face the impending threat of what is left of Lord Voldemort's dark forces. In spite of the turbulent year that is to come, Hermione soon discovers the real complexity of post-war Draco while Draco discovers new feelings and hope in his troubled life. The two soon learn that maybe they were meant to be enemies but also meant to be something further, closer, and special. ーALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO J.K ROWLINGー

The Battle of Hogwarts is over, and Voldemort no longer endangers the Golden Trio. Hermione knew that everything would change drastically after the war, however when she returns to Hogwarts with the second chance of her seventh year, her life turns upside down with a new love interest. Will their relationship withstand the problems that are undoubtedly crashing down on them? However, her twisted love triangle is the least of her problems. Even though the Dark Lord has gone, forces from the dark side still linger and threaten everyone Hermione loves.

Mudblood. A foul name for a witch or wizard who has muggle parents. Otherwise known as muggleborns. Draco Malfoy hated that word and anyone who bears it. He bullied mudbloods and bloodtraitors alike as he put himself into a high pedestal-so high that no one can reach unto him- and climbed his way next to the Dark Lord himself. Together, they fought alongside evil during the wizarding war and together, they won. He, as the right hand of Lord Voldemort himself, became in charge of punishing those death eaters who ran away during the war. But along the way, he found out something about himself and it changed the way he looked at everyone and the way everyone looked at him.

"I..." he hesitated. Gods, what could he even say? "I'm sorry that I didn't help you Hermione, I wish I did. I wish..." Draco trailed off and didn't finish his sentence. He wished he had stood with her. He wished he had made the right choice. He wished... well he had to many mixed feelings spinning around in his head like a goddamn bird to know what he wished. Hermione pulled her sleeve down, covering the ugly scar that wouldn't ever fade. "We all made choices we regretted. Some of us didn't have a choice either." She looked up at him, her golden brown eyes, seemed to stare right through him, down to his core. Draco looked down, suddenly unable to look her in the eyes. "I should've gotten sent to Azkaban with my father. I don't deserve a second chance like this." He meant it too. Hermione stood. Her liquid golden gaze rested him filled with understanding and sympathy. "Everyone deserves a second chance Draco, even if they don't think so." **Disclaimer I do not own any of the characters. All rights belong to Jk Rowling**

The Wizarding World was saved. Voldemort was dead all thanks to the Golden Trio, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger. The trio had basked in the glow of being heroes and saving their loved ones, however fate had terrible plans for them. As a final act of vengeance, the few remaining Deatheaters created a potion which granted a fate far worse than death. It caused the drinker to die...slowly, knowing everyday that they were to die. The Deatheaters poisoned the Trio, leaving the Wizarding World in a state of grief. Ron Weasley was the first to go. Giving one last painful goodbye to his family, friends, and the love of his life, Hermione, he died after just 3 months. Harry Potter was the next. Chaos stuck among the Ministry and St. Mungo's as they desperately searched for a cure. They couldn't bear to live without their precious savior, but before they could even run tests, he too died in the arms of his loved one, Ginny Weasley, 5 months after he drank the fatal poison. Now, Hermione Granger was the only one left. Her days were numbered and she spent most of the time in isolation, having just witnessed the death of her two best friends, parents completely unaware of her existence, and in a complete stage of depression. But what happens when she is admitted in to St. Mungo's and taken under the wing of one Healer, Draco Malfoy?

The Wizarding War had been won and professor McGonagall had filled the position of Headmistress of Hogwarts. Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, had been send to Azkaban for all the things he had done and both Narcissa and Draco were lucky enough not to go with him, they got a second chance, under strict rules, from the Ministry for Magic. Harry and Ginny were still together and their relationship was better than ever. Hermione and Ron were still together as well, but the war had started to make Hermione think. Workers of the Ministry for Magic had been send out to find Hermione's parents and when they had found them in Australia, they had brought them to the Ministry where they undid Hermione's memory-erase spell on them. Hermione had gone back home to be with her parents, Harry had gone with Ginny and Ron back to the Weasley's home and Draco Malfoy had returned to the cold and dark Malfoy Manor with his mother. ATTENTION: This is one of my first books, therefore it's not the best of all, to read my better work you can check my newer/recent dramione fanfics, if you still want to read on I hope you'll enjoy the story! :) (for more information on this and the details you can read the first A/N of this story :) ) Best rated: #60 in fanfiction #8 in #Fred © MissDaisyCrown 2013

If Draco and Astoria Malfoy had been better people from the start, they would not have ended up married to each other. A life together is just the price they had to pay for loving the wrong people.

" I don't love you," he lied. " And I don't love you," she lied. **** Draco Malfoy. The cold hearted, ferret that almost everyone despised. Hermione Granger. The girl who is determined to make her life perfect. Oh yeah. And they hate each other. Will they somehow find love when they are chosen to be Head Girl and Boy, and are forced to share a dorm? And if they do, how will others accept this unexpected bond? Skinny love- when to people love each other, but are too oblivious to know it.

She's worried about her seemingly irrational feelings. He's unnerved by their mutual attraction. Neither understands the new feelings they're experiencing. For after all, love is unpredictable and can be the most dangerous magic of all. ~~~~~ Complete opposites. Sworn enemies. Two.. Lovers? Draco and Hermione have been enemies ever since they enrolled in Hogwarts. This we all know. But what if beneath the hate, there was also love? After the war, Draco and Hermione are changed drastically. Coming back to Hogwarts for their final year, something sparks between them - despite their past animosity. As Hermione and Draco battle their way through Hogwarts, they struggle with their relationship. After all, Hermione's the friend of Harry Potter, enemy of Draco Malfoy. It could never be. But who knows? Love always finds a way. ..Or can it? Dragons, Death Eaters, they all pale in comparison as Hermione struggles to survive this school year. Follow Hermione and Draco as they try to endure the most terrifying thing of all - love. ----- "You could have died." My breathing quickens as I stare into his silver grey, stormy eyes. "But I didn't." I shrug nonchalantly. He shakes his head, angry and frustrated. "You don't understand. What you put me through..." My heart beats faster as he leans forwards, eyebrows drawn and face intense. "It was the worst I've ever felt - when someone you care about is hurting so, so much." ---- NOTE: I started this over a year ago and am in the process of editing this story. Please excuse any grammar errors or a bad plotline for the first few chapters :3