Voldemort is rising, the Order of the Phoenix is retaliating, Hermione has taken up the role of a leader. Seemingly impossible missions are issued and the Golden Trio always sticks together. What happens when Hermione needs to take up a solo mission? What happens when she is thrown into a new world without her best friends, her team? AU following 6th year. Almost follows the books.

'What' he asked, glancing around the maroon and gold room for a hint before looking down to check his shirt. 'Is there something on me shir-' He trailed off. He saw what his friends were staring at. 'Oh'

She was the first, and the only, person he had ever lusted after, and she just so happened to be the only one he couldn't ever have. Naturally, he had to make do with others. His 'group' called them slags, and it's not like he cares for any of them, so he doesn't even bother trying to defend them. She isn't a random slag though. She may be a mudblood, but never a slag.

'Travel with me' She asked, breaking away, her breath ragged. 'What' 'Come with me. We can escape the press together and enjoy the end of the war together.' Tears were pooled in her eyes, and Draco couldn't help but smile softly. 'Of course I'll travel with you' He said before pulling her in once more. (Contains suicide, please don't read if it will affect you)

He called her Apple, and if someone were to ask her, she'd deny feeling anything aside from contempt for the nickname. She'd be lying, naturally, because her social group, the girls she is required to call her friends, claims that it's simply unsavory. Fluffy one-shot based on a re-imagined ship, Draco x Apple.