Do people ever really fall out of love? Is it even possible to just stop loving someone? I never even thought he would turn that way. But more than that, I never thought I'd fall out of love myself.

A lapse of memory, or a mental defence? She doesn't know he's gone even though she witnessed it. The war has begun and Hermione's friends don't know what to do or say to help her. But someone is sending her short letters containing learning lessons...

Ron changed. Harry followed but promises Hermione he is with her and looking for a solution, leaving her in the hands of who he sees as the most capable person. Malfoy. Hermione can do nothing but watch and hope Harry knows what he is doing...

Hermione Granger's life has been turned around. But who's hasn't. A broken engagment, a new friendship, and then only another loss. How much can a single person handle within a year, two months, a day, and three hours?

So what if the wizarding race was dead and only teenagers and the elderly were left, so what if there were no able people left to run the Ministry. So what! Hermione would still never procreate with Draco Malfoy. Even if it was for the good of the race.

Two weeks is all you have to spend in the healing center, so why has Hermione Granger been there for two months? And why does Draco Malfoy care? Serving their alloted times these two unlikely people help one another in ways unimaginable.