Prologue

This is a story of two people from totally different worlds. Who were brought together to form a love so passionate, and so enduring. A love that could make miracles happen, one so strong that neither of them would have expected it was coming.

Torn between two worlds; two enemies joined together. Black and white, muggle and pureblood.

Their love was never supposed to occur. It wasn't supposed to happen. They loathed each other and every time their presence was bestowed upon the other, it was a punishment from the Gods. It had to be. But if they hated each other so much, why did they end up falling for each other? How did it happen? Each of these questions is perfectly understandable. But, I'm afraid I cannot explain to you, for not even Draco and Hermione understand it to this day. It just happened. Similar to they way lightening always follows thunder; there is no clear explanation. It just is. It wasn't supposed to happen, but that's probably why it did.