It all starts with a game.Then two enemies fall for one another.

Draco Malfoy wanted to break me, and he wanted to do it slowly. He did not just want to hurt me physically. He wanted to break my heart, mind, body, and soul.

Hermione tugged at the string holding the hood onto the boy's head, gingerly pulling the fabric back to reveal his face. Lying before her, barely recognizable beyond the swelling and the blood, but still very much himself, was Draco Malfoy.