Three years after the war, something or someone is disturbing the peace in the Wizarding world. And when Draco is put between a rock and a hard place, he hopes he doesn't regret trying to do the right thing. For Hermione, those three years had been anything but peaceful. But her world had completely changed as fast as someone could Apparate between two places.

Wasn't there supposed to be music or something in this thing to help with these types of unsettling times? I had read up on the person who invented elevators and how people raved on the amount of time it saved, but honestly… wouldn't you want to feel comfortable about something and know you're protected before jumping into something that could potentially be a danger?

Many trials and unfortunate events were brewing in the end of Draco's fifth year, and falling for Hermione was the a piece of hope that kept him going. Turning from his dark upbringing, he knew he had to protect her; even if it meant taking her memory of him. As the years passed, darkness dug deeper inside of him, letting loose of the hope he once had. Would it be too late?

When Hermione thought the spotlight was off of her, there was an unexpected boost in her career and the light was on her once more. She laughed at the thought of the irony when she found peace and comfort in a loud and busy club, and always found time to return. Then, one night, something was off, different - why did it have to be him?