Kings Cross Station
19 Years after the Battle at Hogwarts
He saw her. She stood with her family, her hands linked with her husband's. They talked quietly, smiling occasionally. Their two children played in front of them, oblivious to the commotion around them. When the train arrived she crouched and spoke to each of them in turn. She patted their heads and led them to the train. He saw her smile and shout "Have fun!" as they boarded. When her smile had faded she turned. She looked around. She saw him. Their eyes met and held. I miss her, he thought.
Draco Malfoy. She saw him, standing to the side of his wife, who was busy hugging their son. It was curious that they hadn't spoken since the battle. Before it they had depended on each other completely. Now she rarely saw him. But when she did she was forced to admit to herself that she had been avoiding him. Because without him, her life was easier. Because without him, she wasn't as conflicted. But without him, she didn't entirely remember who she was. She felt as though there was a hole in her life. So she allowed herself to smile at him. The effect was instantaneous. He took a step backward and looked away. What have I done? She thought. But then, she surely owed him at least a smile. After everything he had done for her. After all they'd been through.