This, this would explain it all. She slumped to her knees, her legs quivering beneath her. The sex-wizard looked at her with a world of pity. A strong sense of revulsion washed over her. She proceeded to throw up the dinner she'd consumed, right onto his polished black shoes. "You're an Omega." This is a story that takes place in the Alpha/Omega-verse.

Four years post war. Hermione Granger's and Draco Malfoy's paths intertwine again. They had found each other before, in the year post war, both broken and in need of mending. They found comfort and passion in each other, but naturally parted ways as their broken pieces had been mended. Now, they found each other again. Were will it lead?

"He let it slip he had a room at the inn, and now he was untying the bow of her halter neck top, and she was appreciating his broad shoulders and sculpted chest up close. There was no point in thinking, just doing." (a one shot posted separately to the story Unexpected reunion, can be read without having read the other). *I own nothing but my own mistakes* COMPLETE