After the battles and the final war everyone was tease about how to do things. The stress was high in the air and thicken with the sense of sadness and relieve. Many funerals followed, but the danger was fall from over.
He saw her for the first time in a year. One year to be the exact date the Final War ended. The Ministry of Magic had decided to have a ceremony to honor the people that died during the final war. The grounds of Hogwarts seem to have been healing slowly, but healing done the less.
Like many people, he was affected by the War for he was the wrong side and didn't have a choice. Draco's scars were still there, but the memories were as alive as ever. He knew that there were people that were still trying to fight, but he was done with the wrong side. He had been attacked a few times since that night, but nothing that he couldn't handle. He showed up for the event, even thou he knew that no one wanted him there. They forgot that he too had lost people during the fighting.
She could tell from the look in his eyes, they were the only thing that gave anything away. He was hurting, just as much as they all were. Standing with Harry and Ron, she saw him slowly make his way to the Grand Hall. She had a hard time keeping up with the conversation between the three of them.
"You noticed him too, haven't you Hermione," stated Harry. When Draco's mother spared his life, he realized that her and Draco were dragged into by his father and did what needed to be done to survive.
"Who?" asked Ron, turning his head, this way and that.
"Malfoy".
"He's here? Why would he even try to come here? Doesn't he know that he's not welcome?" Ron said. Red was starting to flush his ears and his cheeks were starting to be become tinted with rose dust pink. Even thou Harry had told Ron and Hermione everything that had happen that night, Ron still had trouble dealing with the subject of Malfoy. He understood why he did it, but it still angered him. Hermione and Harry believes that it had something to do with losing Fred.
"Ron! You know that he hasn't had it as easy as everyone thought. He didn't just lose people, but a way of life. Have you heard of the attacks?" Hermione lectured.
"Ron, you've heard of the attacks against him by some of the Death Eaters who managed to escaped that night. They could have killed him if he hadn't excepted it to happen sooner or later"
"Harry, what about everything that he did to us in school?" asked Ron. "All he ever did was try to make it seem like we were the gum on the bottom of his shoe."
"That goes with the livelihood that he was raised into believing, Ronald!" Hermione nearly screamed and stormed off.
"Nice going, Ron."
"What did I do?"
All Harry could do was shake his head.