Alternative Medicine

"All I wanted to say," he said gently, breaking the eye contact to look somewhere in the room behind her, "is that—if we're neither of us taking our potions, maybe we don't have to sneak around with it anymore." Post-traumatic Hermione and Draco share a common room at Hogwarts. What could go wrong? 8th-year fic. EWE. Uploading in pieces but it's a finished story, so never fear!