A law called CAP, a Death Eater's trial and a wayward friend creates battles that Hermione thought were long over with. Just as her life was being put back together Hermione is thrown into the fray once again. Fighting for the peace that seems to constantly elude her. Was once titled 'Running, Running, Marriage'. Just another take on the marriage-law trope.

"My name is Draco Lucius Malfoy. I was born on the fifth of June, 1980. My parents were Death Eaters and I am a war criminal." He didn't say anything else for a long time. By the tremors that wracked his body, she thought that perhaps he had succumbed to tears. But when he spoke, his voice was clear. "I should be dead," he said. DRAMIONE! Post-War Dystopian World.