A journalist sits down with Draco Malfoy, who vanished eight years ago, for his story on why he disappeared and what happened.
Told from the perspective of Hermione, the journalist follows the story of Draco and Hermione on an expedition to look for a mythical cave and the aftermath of returning home.
’Far where the trees meet the garden and the sun embraces the moon, there is an ocean between the mountains where I will wait for you.
And even after our two souls become one, and the light is swallowed by darkness, and life will cease to exist, I will, always, and forever, love you.’
This was the most beautifully written, poetic, gut-wrenching piece of literature I have ever read to date !!
This is one of those reads where you think about it for the rest of your life — you will compare everything else that you read to this knowing that it will never be this good. I felt every word so deep in my soul. In my bones. It’s part of who I am now !!
I loved the way SereneMusafir laid the plot out — that deserves an award in and of itself. The mysterious beginning, the plot twist and that absolutely soul crushing world ending heartbreaking ending! It hurt but it hurt so so so good.
I adored slow and steady build of Hermione and Draco’s relationship, the way SereneMusafir handled Hermione’s struggles with her illness, how she illustrated the adventures. How she brought the different cultures and languages to life. Part One was a dream for me in particular — the search for the cave and all the notes from Safia gave me such a high! The settings were phenomenal and the side characters were all so well developed. The tension between Hermione and all her friends — her boss. The desperation of escaping to a better life. I could go on forever.
But that ending. Wow. Had me in pieces. But of course, what else could you expect from a masterpiece like this?
I need this injected into my veins. I need to be buried with it. I need everyone to know true heartbreak like this !!
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‘She could disappear in him forever. ‘
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‘I must wonder if this path that I have chosen has an end. If I choose the light, will the light choose me?‘
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‘Maybe she should have known he wouldn’t have let the strawberry incident alone because, with Malfoy, turnabout is always fair play.’
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‘“If we were to be anything, Granger, it wouldn’t be friends.”
“Oh,” she whispers back.’
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“And when I’m done learning and learning, there will be a house A home. Somewhere in the mountains, surrounded by very tall and very green trees.”
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‘“What kind of flowers?” Hermione startles at the sound….
His face is vacant and she watches him closely, looking for hints of an insult, before answering, “White daffodils. They were Mum’s favourite.”’
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‘Malfoy's eyes flick briefly toward Hermione, pausing temporarily on her, before looking away entirely, the tips of his ears turning red. He responds but all she can manage to hear him say is "hayati.”’
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‘“How will I know what kind of love I will get?”
Leena places her hands on either side of Hermione’s head and leans her cheek to the side of her temple. Her voice is gentle. A mother speaking to a child.
“Mektoub, my love. Whatever is written for you, that is what you will find.”’
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‘His eyes ask, What are you doing to me?
Nothing you haven’t done to me, is her reply.’
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‘“…The way his body changes whenever you’re there is obvious to everyone but you.”
Hermione ignores the skip of her pulse at the words. “What are you talking about?”
And in a tone so casual, as if the words have no weight in the grand scheme of things, Amina says, “His body just exhales. Like he’s been holding his breath for a hundred years and you’re his first sigh.”’
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‘“You’re the sun, Granger," he says. "And I’ve already fallen.”’
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‘Love is tender, she wants to tell him. Love is patient and kind. But even though words are all he has, she knows it won’t be enough this time. “Let me show you.”’
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‘When her palms touch the rough length of a red scar just over his heart, he says, “This doesn’t hurt, Granger.”’
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‘But it’s clear as running water, as obvious as the sun burning bright in the sky. She’s astonished he didn’t even try to hide it.
“Every time he looked at you,” Amina whispers, “it was like this. Every single time, Hermione. And it hasn’t changed at all.”’
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‘“I remember you,” he says. “And I think of you—always and without reason.”
Hermione blinks, taken aback. "What?"
"You," he says. "Always you.”‘
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‘You’re the sun, Granger, he said to her once.But what was the sun in light of the constant, infinite orbit of the immortalized constellation that made up Draco?’
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‘And it takes her breath away because, in the grand story that is this life, Draco is written for her.
He is meant for her.
And Hermione hopes, prays to whoever will listen, that she is written for him too and that this story never ends.’
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‘“I love you.”
A sob fractures in Hermione’s chest, her hand going to her mouth.
“I love you, Granger,” Draco repeats, strength replacing the rending distress in his voice. “It’s enough that I do. And I am saying that I am here if you’ll have me too.”’
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‘“Oh God, don’t you know?” Hermione whispers, threading her hand into his silken hair.
How could he think that if he loved her, she'd never feel the same?
How could he feel that his love wouldn't be the only thing she'd want?
“You must know, Draco.”
“Don’t say it if you don’t mean it,” he pleads. He squeezes his closed eyes tighter like if he can't see her, he can avoid the pain. “Don’t say it if it’s not true. I won’t bear it, Granger.”
“I love you too, Draco.”’
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‘“Only you," he says. "Only you, Granger. I’m only yours."
And Hermione weeps.
He was impossible, in every way. Breathtaking, leaving her at a loss for words. But people like them did not get what they wished and hoped for.
And she cries because it couldn’t have happened and it did.
Because Hermione didn’t think anyone ever would and he did.
He can’t stop touching her, each touch sacred and desperate. I love you, I love you, he keeps repeating.’
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‘Hermione kisses him and kisses him until everything that ever hurt disappears and the sky outside pales. Until the sun begins to rise above the clouds and the birds bring in the day and Draco knows that she loves him and that there is only him and she is, and will only ever be, his.’
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‘Lightheaded and filled with indulgent delight, they bask in being no one in a town that sees them only as they are; lovers lost in each other with names cast away like petals. It’s almost divine, a sacred thing to behold, when they touch.
Do lovers all feel like this? they wonder, gazing at each other with awed looks. Do all love to the point of creation? ‘
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‘“—But I’m selfish, Granger," he continues, his words spilling from his lips, "and a fucking coward, because finally, finally, for the first time in my life, I can look at myself in the mirror and not feel disgusted. Finally, I can fucking breathe and that’s only because whichever parts of me that are worth existing anymore, the only parts of me that deserve any chance at this, are those that are made of you.” His pale eyes are red-rimmed, gleaming as if he’s barely holding himself together. A sad, bitter smile falls on his lips. “And I’ll be damned for this, because they’re the most brilliant, only salvageable remaining parts of me, and I just cannot let you go.”’
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‘You will be the end of me, he thinks and then shakes his head. No, that’s not it. From you, I begin.’
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‘Do you believe in god, she’ll ask.
And he’ll say no even though that’s not true, because there will be many times he'll look at her and think, breathlessly, I believe in you. I believe in this.’
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‘“No matter how long, Granger.”
Hermione pushes to a stop at his voice. At her name on his lips.
She turns her head to look back at him, heart in throat.
He maneuvers effortlessly around the Aurors holding him down and Draco finally lifts his red-rimmed eyes to meet Hermione’s.
His vivid silver eyes pierce against hers—a collision always, his eyes on hers.
“There will never be another,” he promises.’
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‘Hermione remembers him.
And she thinks of him always and without reason.’
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‘She makes this ground holy.
She makes this place the only divine thing you’ve ever known.’
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‘Hermione, he’s saying to her. You’re my Hermione.
And she tries to listen because he is the voice she’s been searching for all her life, but she can’t help but also repeat, don’t forget me, please don’t forget me. And she must be saying it all out loud because he is saying,
My name is Draco Malfoy, and I will remember you.’
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‘“This doesn’t hurt.”…
“This could never hurt, Draco,” she breathes. “You could never hurt me. Do you understand that?”…
Draco says in a devastated voice, “It’s like holding onto water.”’
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‘“Don’t go, Granger,” he pleads fervently. “Don’t go where I can’t see you again. Don’t go where I can’t come and find you.”’
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“Marry me,” he says, and the smile grows with the words. “And be mine forever.”
"I am already yours.”
“Forever,” he insists.
“That too,” she whispers. “Yours forever, Draco.”
“Then let me be yours,” he says without a missed beat. “Let me be yours only, Granger.”
And this feels far more right for him than what he asked before. Let me be yours, he thinks feverishly. Let my name be intertwined with yours on this earth and in every universe above us.’
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“And when I’m old? Will you stay with me then?”
Draco’s eyes tighten as his chest stirs painfully. “Especially when you’re old, Granger.”
“Even when my hair has turned white and it falls out in clumps and makes a mess all over the floor that you’ve just cleaned?”
“Even then.”
“What if I can’t walk anymore because my knees are wobbly and hurt too much?”
“Then I’ll carry you wherever you want to go. In my arms or on my back. I’ll crawl if I have to, but I won’t let you fall.”
“What if I can’t recognize your face?” Hermione asks, her throat closing. “What if I forget your name too?”
The conviction in his voice stays. “Then I’ll tell you yours so you can remember mine.”
Softly, she says, “And what if I forget us?”
Draco’s eyes don’t dare stray away from her. “Then I’ll write you a story of everything I remember.”’
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‘That night, when Hermione Granger becomes Draco Malfoy’s and he becomes hers, she takes her last breath.’
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‘Seinneh stared as the woman crept up behind him and rested her cheek against his back, her face turned the other way, her arms sliding across the front of his chest in an embrace…. In bold, big letters across the top of the document, it said: The Granger-Malfoy Method. Every single word resonated against her chest as if it was a boulder.’
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I’ve made this claim before but I truly mean it when I say that this is the best book I’ve ever read. The story, the prose, the LOVE, the soul-crushing heartbreak?! My god. This story will haunt me for the rest of my days (complimentary).
I can’t believe I’m backkk!! I was busy trying to finish this gut wrenching piece of art?? I was so frustrated, I didn’t seem to make any progress even though I read constantly for hours until I found out that this fanfic, if printed, would be 1,300 pages?? Excuse me???? It was so worth it.
“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰?” “𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦” STAAAAAAPPPPPP, I genuinely haven’t found a better portrayal of undying love as I keep finding in Dramione fanfics, the slow burn-enemies to lovers dynamic is always a great foundation for building such a strong bond, I think they make so much sense in every wayyyy.
I did not expect the rollercoaster of plot lines and emotions throughout this story, I feel like I’ve lived a lifetime alongside them. I hold both characters so dear to my heart and specifically their AU selves in this one, showing us such raw versions of them and explaining trauma the way it did and how it does intervene with relationships and friendship.
I gave it 4 stars for two reasons: some chapters were a drag tbh and the author notes were too pretentious for my liking.
niente, mi fermo al capitolo 7. ammetto che le aspettative erano ALTISSIME ma cazzo 😭 premessa: adoro le dramione lente e introspettive, quindi non è un problema di ritmo o di lunghezza (ho amato Manacled e Measure of a Man). il problema qui è proprio come è costruita la storia e i personaggi. hermione mi è sembrata troppo troppO passiva, capisco il trauma post-guerra, ci mancherebbe, ma a un certo punto diventa frustrante, sembra quasi spenta, un altro personaggio praticamente. in più, mi ha dato fastidio il continuo focus sull’aspetto fisico di draco. non tanto perché non abbia senso che lo noti, ma perché viene ripetuto spesso e in modo decisamente forzato (a tratti parecchio cringe, posso dirlo?), togliendo spazio a una tensione emotiva che poteva essere molto più interessante. peccato, perché l’idea di base era interessante (ambientata in marocco 😍) e capisco perché piaccia a tanti, però per me non ha funzionato.
First half of the book very good and addicting plot after that it becomes way too long and overdramatic. Did not like the behavior of side characters, but then at the end the writing and scenes between Draco and Hermione are soo beautiful. Saves the rating, otherwise it would have been 2 stars.
God damn that was fucking long. Okay listen the first half of of this was incredible I ate it UP. Then the second half Is where things started to fall apart for me. I absolutely ADORED Hermione and Draco’s love story in this. I HATED how Hermione had no backbone towards her friends and everyone else. I didn’t love what the story required Hermione to become to sustain the conflicts. There's a difference between:
A strong woman being traumatized, struggling, and having moments of vulnerability. VS A strong woman repeatedly tolerating disrespect, allowing people to dictate her choices, and not standing up for herself.
That is what lowerred my rating for this. That and the fact that the second part of this book dragged.
BUT as far as love stories go with Dramoine this story was definitely in my top tier of fanfics iv read.
DNF 32%, BUT I read the last 4 chapters. God, it’s some kind of never-ending nightmare. Endless torment—arguments between two people over nothing, some kind of vague aggression, rudeness, selfishness, and a sense of self-importance and uniqueness...
Malfoy saves Hermione (literally saves her life): — You had no right. Malfoy’s eyebrows shoot up. — You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Hermione is terrified. She nearly died because she couldn’t tell reality from a nightmare. But fear is not an option for her. Especially in front of Malfoy. She doesn’t want to admit her stupidity or say that she no longer knows what’s real and what isn’t.
When conflict between characters escalates simply because of poor communication, and their characters resort to senseless aggression FOR NO REASON, it’s a weak and cheap way to build tension.
There were plenty of times when Malfoy acted like a normal person, but for some reason Hermione chose to respond to him with rudeness, being harsh and sharp. Why? You’re a real, living person; you have feelings and emotions. It’s silly to hide them when the person in front of you is speaking to you without aggression or hidden motives. Why didn’t the author choose to build a normal relationship between them? Why did the author choose to make Hermione look like an idiot?
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I accidentally saw a spoiler for the last chapter way back at the beginning, and I didn't feel the slightest bit sorry for her. Her jerk-like behavior literally annoyed me so much that I thought, “Oh well, thank God this is going to happen—it's impossible to put up with.”
And the author doesn’t want to tell us a story. The author wants all the oceans of the world—both Muggle and magical—to come together in this book as mindless water. This story is so long because the author was bored, as I understand it. The dialogues are cut off mid-sentence, and the author gets carried away with some rambling and reminiscences. This doesn’t add depth. It’s distracting and makes this crap boring!
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"She rushes up the creaky stairs and, once at the top, stumbles into something hard. At first she thinks it’s a wall; she stumbles back down a step and barely manages to hold onto the railing."
Damn it, how much longer are we going to describe men as “solid as a rock”? What’s so appealing about that? The author mentions it so many times throughout the story that I started to think there really was some kind of mountain there, not a living person with skin and a layer of fat.
It’s incredibly exhausting to read about how Hermione constantly acts like she’s swallowed a stick—her endless PTSD and depression… I don’t know what else is wrong with her, but she always seems like she’s eaten shit. But she doesn’t keep it to herself—she’s always convinced that she’s ALWAYS right, and that everyone else should marvel at her intelligence.
And by the way, “he ran his hand through his hair” was repeated 28 times in the book. That’s 27 times more than necessary.
This is an exceptional fic. Some parts were a bit hard for me to get through, mostly in the second half, which felt a little too long to me. But maybe I was just overwhelmed by the story at that point. Truth be told, I cried from around the 85% mark until the very end. Overall, it was honestly an amazing read.
15/02/25 🌫️ 3rd read 18/11/25 green light by serenemusafir | ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ the most heartbreaking, angst filled slow burn i’ve ever read with two people who just want to be in love and a world that’s against them.
"His body just exhales. Like he's been holding his breath for a hundred years and you're his first sigh."
I don't know if I finished this story, or if it finished me.
After Alchemised, I honestly thought it would be a while before another story reached that level of emotional devastation. But this one got there—and, dare I say, even surpassed it.
The writing is absolutely beautiful and poetic. The characters, their emotions, their love—it all felt so incredibly raw. I felt everything they felt, and then some. It was utterly gut-wrenching.
I loved the first half of the book: the search for the cave, the slow build-up, the initial angst. I thought that part of the story would last much longer, but then Part Two happened... and boy, oh boy.
While I didn't always agree with some of the characters' decisions, I loved the way everything was portrayed. It was heartbreaking, frustrating, and beautifully written all at once.
I've also rarely hated side characters as much as I did in this story—almost every single one of them. It broke my heart watching Hermione desperately try to fit in, to be accepted, to become the person everyone wanted her to be, and lose herself in this.
And Draco... I absolutely adored him. I LOVE a character who's soft for only one person and absolutely ruthless with everyone else, and this version of Draco delivered exactly that.
The love in this story takes your breath away. I just wanted to hug them both.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go touch some grass because this book did serious emotional damage.
This was the most beautifully written Dramione I have read, with a poetic narration. The plot itself is vague, and I didn't know what to expect, considering it is very different from your average Harry Potter fanfic. It does take place after the war, many years later.
" Hermione hopes, prays to whoever will listen, that she is written for him too and that this story never ends."
I have no words; I am truly speechless at how intense and all-consuming the narrative of the story is. I feel like a part of my soul has been ripped apart and is now part of this majestic emotional turmoil of their love and hardships. I keep dreading how the story would go since it feels like the world is set on keeping them brutally apart. I have no idea how much tragedy my heart can suffer from being hopeful that things would be for the better, because this has three parts, so I was really nervous.
" Let my name be intertwined with yours on this earth and in every universe above us. "
Don't mind me falling into a big slump after reading this and just staring at the wall while crying. This is just a story full of heartbreak and hope, leaving you empty and numb afterwards because I don't know how to move on from this fanfic. The song " Another Love " by Tom Odell also fits this song perfectly. Now I'm just gonna touch some grass, stare into the sky, and feel the sun rays on my skin while crying.
It’s 1am. I’m sobbing. I’m shaking. This might genuinely be my all-time favourite Dramione fic.
Every chapter, every word had me completely hooked. I loved the first half for being such a brilliantly crafted, old-fashioned adventure that I actually found myself purchasing and rewatching ‘The Mummy’ franchise halfway through reading it.
And then the second half was absolutely PERFECT for my particular weakness for gut-wrenching yearning, tension and romance.
I won’t spoil anything, but the ending has left me absolutely stunned. I’m still trying to wrap my head around it, and I know I’ll be thinking about this book for days to come.
I think this might be my favourite Draco I’ve read, but I also have so much admiration and respect for the way the author wrote Hermione. She is deeply troubled, complicated and beautifully human, and the story sheds such an uncomfortable light on the way women in the spotlight are scrutinised so relentlessly, forced to exist in a world where even their own narratives are constantly being taken out of their hands.
I really liked this while it was them in the desert trying to find the cave. The adventure aspect coupled with the tension between them that they were trying to sort out was riveting, especially the bits in which he saves her from running off the cliff in a fit of PTSD, and teaches her how to Occlude in the ocean. It starts going down hill for me after that. I'm furious that the author chose to write H's character with figuratively no spine at all. I screamed the entire time because canonically she was very outspoken and would never have allowed herself to be reduced this way. She got almost no resolution for the wrongs committed against her. The scenes towards the end, after they leave the city, read like the author got somewhat bored writing the actual story and just wanted to write scenes instead. A lot of the word bulk throughout could have been left out to keep the focus on the story at hand, I wasn't a fan of this writing style at all. Finally, the ending is extremely ambiguous. Not a satisfying conclusion in the slightest. I had such high expectations for this one because it's being referred to as a God Tier work, but it absolutely is not in my opinion.
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There were stretches where I struggled to stay emotionally connected to the story, but I kept going because I wanted to understand why other readers couldn’t put it down.
I understood a little more by the time I reached the end. I still think this could have been considerably shorter without losing what made it powerful… I respect what the author was trying to do and the immense amount of work that went into creating it.
I read Green Light before a trip to Egypt, which made the timing feel perfect. While the story itself isn’t set there, reading about archaeology, ancient places, and stories of the desert added to my experience. I think the book made Egypt feel a little more mystical and enchanting. It was really fun reading about them having a desert adventure. I also enjoyed that Draco had somewhat of great gatsby theme.
Green Light isn’t just another Dramione fic, I think it’s meant to be a whole experience. A long, winding, occasionally exhausting journey that I’m glad I took. 💫
Another beautiful fan fiction. Very poetic, i just feel like I'm witnessing a grand love story of the century. The euphoric feeling i get reading this will forever stay with me because i haven't feel like this for a long time. This is such a delicate and thoughtful story. Every word is so poetic. I'm crying my eyes out. It's truly a bittersweet ending. It's a happy ending it's just I'm crying so much. I can't believe I'm reading this for free. Only 30% of this story is happy and the rest is quite high stake, high pressure, and when Hermione feel anxious, i can feel her, i get nervous for her. I'm glad toward the end everything finally getting calm although I'm nervous for draco imagination the cursed take Hermione away, thankfully it's a happy ending for them in this universe. After an emotional and physical burden they carried, now they're away, hidden from all the sick whisper, spying eyes, amd people that hurting them. Thank you for the beautiful journey, beautiful story.
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I will come back and update this review after I'm done crying.
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Ok, it’s several hours into the future now. Eyes are still puffy. Wow, this writing was absolutely gorgeous. Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous. Truly immersive. The journalist’s perspective at the end describes it perfectly—
“…Draco and Hermione’s story had left her feeling immersed deeply into their universe, so much so that she felt disoriented with the idea of returning to the real world now. The story had been so visceral, so palpable in its senses…”
And that’s exactly it!! I’ve truly never felt so engrossed in the thoughts, emotions and experiences of characters before. The writing just had a way of making you feel every little thing and it was GUT WRENCHINGLY BEAUTIFUL.
Quote me on this—my favorite Draco ever!!!! This gave me that first-time-reading-Manacled feeling I’ve been chasing. Will be god tier for me, forever and ever and ever.
I heard so many good reviews that i went into it with a bit high expectations. And did it let me down? I really tried to like this story because everyone loves it. I guess, in the end it was not up to my taste. I couldn't connect with the story. Some scene were cringey like the orange eating scene in the car was the biggest cringey scene. I completed chapter 11. However, gave up in chapter 12. I couldn't understand why hermione dated and put up with a narcissist man (not draco). That was the weakest point of her character. There are many other things that I didn't like but i will stop here. In a nutshell, this fic was not my cup of tea.
i love this so so soooo much. everything i love in books can be found here. this is the single best piece of fanfiction i've ever come across. the writing is magnificent. the characters leap off the page. they struggle, they overcome and they are very much real. the inner monologue of hermione was the most relatable thing ive ever read. loved the emphasis on mental health issues and how incredibly well it was handled. ugh i don't know how to fully put my thoughts into words for this one but there are so many chapters that are etched into my brain and that i think about often. i wholeheartedly wish that this can one day be published as a real book because it certainly isn't lacking in any way and beats many of the already published ones out there. green light you will always be special ❤️🩹
TL; DR - Fun desert adventure with massive yearning. Annoying Hermione, but amazing Draco. BEAUTIFUL writing. BEAUTIFUL ending.
I listened to this by AMP Audiobooks on Spotify and it was amazing. The writing in this book is simply amazing. Almost every chapter I was bookmarking so I could listen, and I downloading the PDF just so I can read it again and soak it in in a different ways.
I wished Hermione had a back bone for over half of it, but it was necessary for her character development. This book had me just sitting for the last hour crying. It was so beautiful, it's the only way I can describe it for others.
HOLY HELL!!! Ive never had a book edge a HEA, this hard, in my life. I was stressed and so confused on how it was all gonna play out. Its. Was. Done. So. Well. This was such a beautiful story. The love, devotion, adventure and awareness of them, was incredible. A grip I had, is Why is Hermione always the one who is sick or hurt. I get the premises, but dang. It hurts so much. The narrator did a fantastic job. The difference between the characters was notable and they where given their own voice.
I think I started this on the 25th but I’m honestly not sure. I know it was in June. But finished it today and I am…. Utterly speechless. This book. The themes. The plot. Draco and Hermione. My Shayla’s 😩😩😩 This was so beautifully written. The themes were so deep and there were so many layers. I was on the floor at the end, crying, just so shattered by this story. This is 100% Roman Empire Dramione for me and I’m never going to be okay again 😭😭 the ending was soooo good and thank goodness it ended that way or I’d be sending serene my therapy bill
This baby is long, okay. It’s a slow, slow, slow burn. Obsessively slow; but beautifully written. A tad bit over written in some places; you have to be in the mood for emotionally deep character introspection. You’re there with Hermione for every thought and feeling with minimal plot movement. You have to understand this isn’t an adventure based story. The closest you get to the characters doing grand things will be in Part 1. You’re mostly working through trauma, internal feelings, thoughts, musings, etc. And at times it can drag. But it pays off. It truly does. I mean, I loved parts of it. Draco is top tier. And it’s really devastating towards the end; equivalent to Manacled in maximum emotional destruction. And beautiful, so beautiful. My only gripe is that it’s in need of some serious editing.
Part 1: Listen, the first 45% of this book is interesting, but incredibly slow. You’re really building the foundation between Hermione and Draco. Don’t worry, all that yearning is there. But if you can get to about halfway through, oh boy, you won’t be able to put it down. It gets so incredibly good.
Part 2: This is where it really comes alive. You’re living for it, you’re dying for it, the slow burn has paid off. Around the 60% mark it slows down a bit. It’s tough, because parts of this book I’d die for, and other parts I found myself skimming a bit. Mostly the parts that were focused on all the politics within the media.
Part 3: Features lots of media abuse. It doesn’t make sense when you’re in it, but by the end you’ll get why it had to be written like this. A lot of what happens between 60-80% could have been cut a bit. There is a 5 star book within this gigantic 1400 page novel. You just have to read a lot to get to it. Oh man, but that last 10% really gets you.
"And then a crazy, random thought comes to her. She should memorize how he looks in this moment, she thinks, so that she can paint him one day. Hermione doesn't even know how to paint." "Do you believe in god, she'll ask. And he'll say no even though that's not true, because there will be many times he'll look at her and think, breathlessly, I believe in you. I believe in this."
lo que me rompieron en este libro, me arruinaron el amor para siempre
this was EXCEPTIONALLY well written. i mean seriously incredible. i don’t think i’ve ever read any dramione fic, or really any book, that captures the essence of love so powerfully as this fic does. i’ve never read about characters who felt love as deeply as draco and hermione did in this story. however, i felt parts 2 and 3 had so many unnecessary moments simply to drag out the inevitable, to the point where i wouldn’t want to reread this whole thing therefore i cannot rate higher than 4 stars