Veela Fic set Ten Years after the War. Draco is a Veela. Hermione isn't his Healer. She's just his. Update Chapter 29: 02/06/14

He can't leave the room. Her room. And it's all the Order's fault. Confined to a small space with only the Mudblood for company, something's going to give. Maybe his sanity. Maybe not. "There," she spat. "Now your Blood's filthy too!" DM/HG. PostHBP.

“This doesn’t change anything, Granger. We’re not friends.” Draco said. “I know.” Hermione sat unmoving, listening to his retreating footfalls. She felt pretty certain that, in fact, it changed everything.

"Princess," Draco's voice sliced through the silence, dangerously close to where she was hiding, "I know you're here somewhere." Hermione muffled her ragged breaths. He was clearly enjoying this. "Come out, come out, wherever you are..." A sequel to HBHE

The Order rescued Draco and Lucius Malfoy after Lord Voldemort turned on them. All the safe houses are full, and Hermione Granger is the only one who can take them in. Will she agree after having suffered a drastic nervous breakdown?

He felt something close to pity for the woman in front of him. And while that disturbed Draco to no end, what really disgusted him most of all was the harrowing fact that someone or something had broken Hermione Granger’s spirit beyond recognition.

In a whirlwind of pleasure and angst, can Draco and Hermoine end up happy and together? Or are they destined forever to keep their relationship physical and above all secret?