The pureblood society was riddled with secrets; secrets that were only revealed at the deathbed of the patriarch. In one night, Lucius discovered that Draco was to be groomed as the Dark Lord's heir and Nott Sr. had quietly deposited their squib child in the muggle world to live as... a Granger. No one can take Draco away from him, not even the Dark Lord. HG Pureblood Fic (Now Yr3)

AU. Set in the 1800's where chivalric ranking meant everything in aristocratic society. Hermione was Ginny's lady in waiting, and thus, a nobody, but managed to catch the eye of Draco, son of the Duke of Wiltshire. Was Draco willing to give up everything for a chance to be with the girl of his own choosing? One little problem though, Hermione did not want anything to do with Draco.

Hermione gently pushed his face back towards her, and his grey eyes met her searching ones. There was sadness in his eyes as well as a hint of something else… repent? "Please," she said in a voice no more audible than a whisper, "Please tell me again. And tell it to me like you mean it..."-Hermione & Draco separated on bad terms, will planning the reunion bring them back together?