An obsession that destroys everything in its path. This story takes place in the seventh year, the Deathly Hallows do not count. Hermione is not a super-duper witch, but she is not weak and useless either. She likes Ron. I like him as a guy you can have a romantic relationship with. She lacks self-confidence. Lucius Malfoy is not a nice and kind person, who for some reason is slightly misunderstood. But not a pervert either. Even taking the last book into account, I think he's a confirmed pureblood snob and Muggle-hater, and I'm not going to make excuses for him. I also don't want to paint Ron as a dumbass. I love this character. This story is not about Lucius kidnapping Hermione and them having amazing, wild sex, no. This is a story about hatred, obsession, fear and prejudice, not about sex and lust. Well, okay. Not only about sex and lust.