4 Years Post-war. Hermione has a girls night in planned… wine, gossip and giggles with Ginny, Luna (Lavender, ugh) and a surprise guest that made Hermione a very wealthy witch; not that her friends know about that. Unfortunately, by the time everyone arrives, Hermione's thoughts are consumed by a certain blonde Slytherin.

"There's nothing you can do about your—condition." The healer's words repeated bitterly in her head. How was it that in a world where nearly anything was possible there was nothing that could be done for her? Hermione tightly grabbed the small brown bag given to her by Madame Pomfery. abo omegaverse