Harry Potter is dead, and the war between the Ministry of Magic and the Death Eaters is over. Voldemort has officially taken over the wizarding world. Those who oppose his rule are either dead or in chains. Just when Hermione is about to give up all hope, Draco Malfoy appears. He says he can free her from her iron chains under one condition- she has to bind herself to him forever.

"Every Pureblood needs a Muggleborn whore." Hermione uttered, her stomach turning on account of her own false words. "Yes." Draco breathed, silver eyes flashing to her flushed pink pout. "I bet this is what my ancestors felt like…. rolling in the mud." Draco/Hermione, Snape/ Hermione.

"We're not ready for this, Beth." I tell her. "I don't know that any of them would ever accept-" "Its because of her, isn't it?" She interrupts me, for the first time her voice hardens. Whatever innocence was left in our relationship is gone. Thoughtless touches, now had intention. Wordless glances, now held hints of wonder. And any person who challenged that, was now a threat.

His body was pressed into hers. Their chest's were locked, and his waist was between her thighs. It was all accidental. It had all been in attempt to keep her still, but here they were, and he wasn't quite sure how he was suppose to feel about it all. Taken in part from episode 25 (Hikari/ Miuna)

"I don't care that you love Hikari. I don't care that Manaka loves me. I don't care that Kaname wont understand. I need this," He exclaimed, shaking her gently by the waist. "I need you." He didn't notice when the first tears started falling, all he could do was kiss her eyelids and hope to god they'd stop.