Chapt. 1

From the ashes of the seventh year grew the roses of the eighth, and amongst them, Hermione Granger bloomed the brightest, desperate to prove her worth.

Her rose entwines with that of a blond boy in an unlikely companionship, until a baneful bet with an old enemy holds a pair of shears to their budding friendship.

Damn Draco Malfoy, and his Slytherin pride. It'll be the death of both of them.