Obliviate

Hermione Granger had what you could call a happy life. A decent fiancé , a beautiful home and wonderful friends.
Life seemed to be giving her the best experience ever. Until that morning.
The morning Hermione woke up to horrible pain. The morning she woke up to her fiancé cheating on her.
The morning she got beat up by him and left bruised and broken.
She thought she deserved to die. She wanted the pain to stop.
Until he came, Draco. He saved her from her misery slowly. Slowly healed her wounds and her broken heart. Hermione believed this was a miracle. She prayed it stayed this way. But it didn't.
A year later, a murder occurred. A murder that left evidence, terrible evidence .
Evidence that Hermione had commited murder. But she knew she hadn't. She wasn't capable of ending someones life. The murders kept happening more often, muggle families, the minister and her friends. Many turned a blind eye to this, and many didn't. Her friends stopped talking to her, her parents abandoned her all but Draco. Together they stood againts the world. Hidding away. And silently hoped this would just go away.