How could death die? Nico, he had barely lived.

On the eve of Christmas Hermione receives a letter that prompts her to visit her past to work out why her sixteen-year-old self wrote her.

What if Malfoy, and Granger didn't start off as enemies, but friends? Simply two students in rival houses? Two students with very different backgrounds? Two students with everything to lose?

Harry is engaged to Ginny, and Hermione is anything but happy.

James knew Lily was the one. All he had to do was prove he was the one for her. This is James, and Lily's beginning.

Lily Potter waited seventeen years for him to come home, to be reunited with her childhood friend, the man who carried a piece of her to make her whole.

All she had to do was let go, give up her Gryffindor title. She didn't deserve it anyhow.

The holidays found Draco and Hermione alone, but when you throw in a book and forgiveness, who knows where it'll lead you.

Second chances can be found in the most unlikely of places.

Pain had to be lived with, not against, and it couldn't be given soil to grow bitter.

In her 7th Year, Hermione unexpectedly makes amends with Draco Malfoy. However, she could not have predicted how it would change her life.

Persephone used him. Maybe his fatal flaw wasn't his loyalty and love, maybe it was not thinking anything through. It had never cost him as much as it had then...

Nico di Angelo was looking to say goodbye.

Draco, in a quest to end his wife's desire for a muggle Halloween, hides their daughter's costume.

Earlier that day she had caught him looking at her picture, touching the portion where her face would be. So when she felt the shift in their bed, she knew where he would be.

Draco was not crazy, he was desperate. He loved her desperately. Harry should have arrested him and should have told Hermione the truth, but blackmail was Malfoy's new brand of bullying. As for Hermione... She wondered why everyone was acting so strange...

"I ran out on my wedding," she said for the third time. There was an image printed behind her eyelids. "His face... I hurt him."

Family and blood comes first. Right?

Dumbledore once said death was the next great adventure. He was right.

The war was over, but Hermione's life was just beginning.