Chapter 1

There will come a time where one must choose between what was right, and what is easy. Hermione would have deadly consequences when she was brought to Malfoy Manor that night.

"-I'll be sleeping with your scarf every night until its filthy," she sobbed, laughing at the confession.
He joined her in, before pulling the small crystal-made rose from his pocket, which was still glowing reddish-orange (even releasing small star-dust-like glitters in the air) and currently burning in his hand. "And I'll be squeezing the light of this until my hand burned with splinters,"

Slow-burn Dramione with complicated family problems. Enjoy!!

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