Scarred Roses and Blood Filled Chocolates

When we killed him; it took all we had. It drained us, all of us, mentally, physically; it took what was left of our powers. This is what happened to us to make us the way we are now, to make us who we are in Scarred Roses and Blood Filled Chocolates. This is the Prolouge.

The war is over, and the repercussions are a weight to bear. They weren't supposed to fall, it wasn't part of Fate's master plan, and in return for going against her rules, Fate is making it awfully hard for them to get along. And when that doesn't work, Fate slings ever growing darkness in their general direction.

So you thought Hermione was a Mudblood? Wrong. You thought that Draco used a wand? Wrong. Learn what else you're wrong about.

Every body has an obsession, but most of the time its acceptable, but to Draco obsessing over this Gryffindor won't work for him.

Draco ponders Hermione, Hermione ponders at her dormates, and Godric and Salazer exploit Fate. Fun!

The ever growing darkness grows nigh and as it makes the first move Draco realizes for the first time in his life the emotion of...and his reaction is even more intriuging.