DRACO MALFOY IS DIRECTIONLESS, unless crashing and burning qualifies as moving in a direction. He’s perfectly content to piss away his time in pubs and dark alleys until his debauchery becomes too public. Wizengamot-mandated therapy is the last stop before Azkaban. If imbibing is off the table, terrorising his Healer might be the next best thing.
HERMIONE GRANGER IS NO LONGER AT THE TOP OF HER CLASS, and truth be told, it rankles. Proving the validity of her experimental research will finally allow her to move forward. And she’ll be damned if she lets a certain blond-haired ponce hold her back from the success of this study.
This is a story of redemption and forgiveness, with a good deal of pining, prose, and wanking along the way.