A year since the war and nothing is the same. Draco Malfoy finds himself fighting a beast within him - awakened after the war. His heritage coming alive and wanting the one thing he cannot have - a muggle born Witch who has every reason to hate him for all eternity. Not that he wants her... but she may be his only saving grace in the darkness.

"You do realize, if I joined this little competition, I'd certainly best the two of you, right?"

The Ley Lines that lie beneath the earth of Malfoy land is becoming twisted, dark, and the Unseelie who help to protect it request one person to help reinforce the bond between them and the Lord of the Manor - Hermione Granger.

"Mate." He smiled so serenely that she could only wonder if the madness inside him was making him hallucinate. - It was a feeling she thought long-forgotten. Home.

"Hermione." Her head whipped up to see the broken expression in Draco's eyes. "He wouldn't kill himself."

Her head tilted to the side, her whiskey eyes taking him in, but the usual honey gold damped to cold liquid. "Hello, Malfoy." "W-what happened to you?" She only smiled, revealing sharper teeth than he remembered. "What are you?"

Pieces written for dreamsofdramione & floorcoaster's Dramione Valentine Exchange

It's too early to get up.

"Why do you look so down?" She stopped walking backwards and stopped, waiting for him to catch up with her. "I think you're just too high for me to reach from your place in the clouds," he teased as he stopped a few feet from her.

She died that night at the Department of Mysteries. But when she came back, she was no longer the muggle born witch. She came back as something not seen before. She came back as something much more.