A/N: This is the beginning of a multi-chapter story. It's a Femmeslash so if you aren't into that kinda thing then don't bother reading any further than this. And to those who are into femmeslash enjoy..even though it's only a prologue.
Prologue
A war has stopped
Another battle begins
The light had won the war. People rushed around the Great Hall of Hogwarts in search of their loved ones. Some were injured. Others dead. Hermione Granger just stood there, frowning. Her wand still grasped tightly in her hand, she glared as the three people that did not deserve mercy huddled together like cowards. She watched as Lucius Malfoy and his family sighed in relief. In Hermione's opinion he did not deserve to live through the war. He should have died like his sister in law Bellatrix.
As for Draco, he was more mouth than anything else. He didn't have the nuts to do half of the things she endured with Harry and Ron. The blonde teenager was just a lost little boy caught up in his father's antics.
Then Hermione's gaze turned to Narcissa. The older woman looked tired but relieved. For some reason Hermione gripped her wand tighter. The blonde woman looked out of place with her family. It was as if she was there. But she was not. Lucius was whispering intently but Narcissa looked bored and distracted as she ran her slim fingers through Draco's hair.
Perhaps Lucius will suffer more alive than what he will in death. Hermione thought.
As Lucius rambled on about his dark lord, Narcissa let her mind drift. She was grateful to Harry Potter. She would not have known if her son was alive without him. And even though the war was over, she was not finished with Lucius. Not by a long shot.
Feeling as though she were being watched. Narcissa lifted her head and found two brown eyes staring at her. The Granger girl just stood there, on her own, just looking at her. She did not notice the crowds of people rushing past her. It looked like she did not even care.
Narcissa wasn't too sure was it was but there was something about this young witch that 'got' her.
Meanwhile, Hermione for some unknown reason couldn't take her eyes off Narcissa Malfoy. The pureblood was alluring.
For what seemed like an eternity they stared into each other's eyes.
"Mione." Harry said interrupting his friend. "Come on we should get back to the Burrow."
Hermione slowly dragged her eyes away from Narcissa Malfoy and moved along with Harry.
As they pushed through the crowd Harry noticed the quietness in his best friend.
"What was that with Narcissa Malfoy?" He asked.
Hermione met the green eyes of her friend.
"I have no idea."