Draco Malfoy is quite the package. Not only is he the ultimate heart-throb of all for a female's heart to throb about, but also the owner of the most obtrusive ego in the magical world. His pride is his bride--that is, until SHE barges into his life.

It was 3 years ago, the horror that scarred Hermione for life. Her wounds begin to heal when she is appointed Junior Head Solicitor for the Ministry. However, when her boss drops dead at the wedding, her life takes an awful turn...for the better.

It was just y e s t e r d a y . No, one year before. But it was yesterday to her. It always would be. T o d a y refused to come.

S h o u l d e r to the wind, I turn my face into the spray, and when the heavens open, let the drops fall where they may...for I am not a stranger to the r a i n.