Alisia Asta Dramione Art

My Draco and Hermione in the universe of Lord of the Rings

My super cold young Draco Malfoy like Death Eaters.

Hermione, my love to you is forever. Take my hand and dont let me down

Draco and Hermione walking in Paris at Christmas eve.

During this time, Hermione has learned to combine both worlds: magical and Muggle. The choice of place of residence nevertheless fell on an apartment in the Muggle district of London. This is what she considers her own therapy. The main hospital of Magical Britain was pleased to provide the war heroine, who has a high goal, with all the means to implement the program she developed. Several of the hospital's already practicing healers were also trained in the basics of psychotherapy and effective methods of working with patients. She really put all of herself into it and felt satisfied, despite the complete lack of a personal life and sleep problems.

Go away … - everything around is bitter from this word. Words soaked in the poison of disappointment and doom. A word thrown to someone who has become dearer to her than anything in the world. To those she betrayed… It seemed to Hermione that she was trapped in a web of 5 fiery pulsating letters repeated an infinite number of times. Worse than the devil's snares, worse than the banshee's howl, worse than anything she had known up to this point. She was suffocating. There was not enough air. My head was spinning. She had to do something, she couldn't leave everything as it was. There is always a way out of any situation. She can't lose now! They can't… Summoning all her remaining strength, the most gifted witch of the century poured all her hope and magic into the only magical object she now had in her hand. And she shouted with all her might into the void: "I WILL NOT LEAVE YOU! NEVER!!!" An explosion of incredible power tore through the fabric of reality. The power of the resurrection stone came out and filled all space and time. Hermione was falling… It fell for an endless time. She flew in a swirl of shining spots and glare. Under her closed eyelids, she imagined images: incomprehensible, blurred, near and far, vaguely familiar and completely unknown. After an eternity, she opened her eyes and stared blankly in front of her.

Imagine, that Draco and Hermione are vampires.