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Rating
15+
Chapters
9
Words
12,427
Characters
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, Ginny
Primary Relationship
Draco/Hermione
Secondary Relationship(s)
Ron/Hermione
Genre(s)
Romance
Era
Post-Hogwarts
Advisory
Mild Language, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature, Contains Spoilers
Story Reviews
89
Status
Completed
First Published
2007-10-13 11:11am
Last Chapter
2008-07-07 12:15pm
Last Updated
2008-07-07 12:15pm

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Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews
1 Prologue

What happened after Hogwarts? Where did all the kids go off to?

584 6
2 The Reunion

Hermione continued to babble on about how magnificent her school was, when both Ron and Harry gave each other looks as though to say, “Well that’s Hermione for you”.

1,834 6
3 Old Flames Die Hard

“I love you Hermione.” He said, not once taking his eyes off of her.

777 6
4 The Book

The fact that the handwriting, as new as it was, was strangely, and almost eerily familiar, intrigued Hermione even more.

1,478 8
5 For The Love of Letters (Part 1)

He wanted to know so much about this girl. Who was she? Had he gone to school with her? He never recalled a ‘Jane’ attending Hogwarts, but then again, he never did pay attention to any girls outside Slytherin.

1,394 5
6 For The Love of Letters (Part 2)

And he could never divert his eyes away from that small four letter word: ‘Love’.

1,737 8
7 Broken Hearts And Lost Letters

She could think of nothing but the icy blue eyes of Draco Malfoy.

1,839 5
8 Proposals and Encounters

It must have been years, in Draco’s opinion, for how long he stared at that letter. His eyes scanned the handwriting, noticing all the tear drops that danced throughout the letter. His heart turned crisp and cold. His steel blue eyes tried their hardest to hold up defense, but they could no longer bear it.

 

The warriors of tears broke through his shield, and he sat there, crying himself into the dark, wintery, frozen night, knowing he was alone once more.

1,559 10
9 Old Findings

Then, it came crashing down on him. Ice surged through his veins and finally his heart knew. He moved slowly and hesitantly towards his desk. He conjured ink, a quill, and parchment, and wrote after two months of silence.

1,225 35

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