Perfection. That's what's always been expected of her.
From early childhood, when she started speaking in full clear sentences and reading at a level far too advanced for that of a three year old.
From when she started school early and was almost immediately placed into the advanced program and was placed with kids years ahead of her.
From when she entered a new world where she was considered a know-it-all off the bat and less than because of her blood until two scrawny boys took her in after saving her life.
From when she was the second in command in a war effort, the brains behind the operation, the Golden Girl.
From being the media darling of the wizarding world, and the Champion of the Unheard, as Skeeter oh so lovingly dubbed her after the war.
Perfection was what was expected of her. And Hermione Granger was not one to fail expectations. So Perfection was what she always was, and always would be.
But Draco Malfoy was determined to lead her to delicious ruin.
The question was would she let him?