One of them is desperately trying to remember their past while the other is forever trying to escape theirs. It's seven years after the war and Draco has managed to avoid almost everyone from Hogwarts, living a lonely life on a small island, far away from the wizarding community. But a familiar face in a cafe window capsizes his world into chaos. Dramione. EWE. Memory fic.

What do you do when you meet your best friend years later and find out he was your worst enemy?

Commentating on the first Quidditch game with Draco Malfoy isn't Hermione's ideal way of spending her day. But, of course, they're not even paying attention to the game much. "And lastly, the Boy-Who-Scored!" Pause. "Oh wait, he never 'scores'." One-shot.

"Stop being so cheerful!" Severus barked out, pointing his forefinger at Draco in dire accusation. "Stop it! Now!" D/Hr, SnapePOV. One-shot, purely humorous!