Harry sat alone at home, or rather in his new home. After the war had ended he decided to finally move away from the Dursley's. It was quiet in his new home considering the fact that he was always alone.

Ron and Hermione rarely paid him visits anymore because of how busy they were with the kids, and few months after Ginny and Harry had, had their child things just slowly started falling apart. Ginny eventually left Harry taking Albus with her, though Harry still saw them often.

Harry's life had truly been a mess since the war ended but then again it was always a mess. He often pondered about the war and all the people who had sacrificed their lives for him, but more than anything he thought of Narcissa and how she had saved his life. He wondered how the Malfoy's were nowadays since Lucius was in Azkaban and it was just Narcissa and Draco living in Malfoy manor. At least he thought it was. Last he heard Draco was no longer with the woman Harry had saw him with the first day their children went to Hogwarts, though of course that didn't mean Draco hadn't found someone else.

Harry had never really thought about Draco finding love again since when they were younger he never seem to be too interested in women in the first place. Actually he never really seemed to be interested in anything but Harry.

Harry shook his head clearing his mind of Draco and focusing again on Narcissa and the night she had lied to Voldemort about him being dead. He thought of how she had stood over him looking down at his body with tears? Wait, Narcissa had been crying? Harry couldn't believe he had never remembered that before, that he had never remembered that she was crying. He had always remembered the the way she stood over him, with the uncertainty in her movements as she made the decision to first handedly lie to the Dark Lord. He had always remembered the fact that, that decision could've easily had her killed in seconds and that she knew it but still chose to save him.

Harry sat in disbelief. How could I have missed that... he thought, why had she been crying? He Grabbed a quill and a piece of parchment paper and began to write a letter.

Narcissa,

I never really told you thank you for what you did for me. I still don't even understand why you chose to save me, but I really wouldn't be here if it weren't for you. The war did crazy things to everyone and I know it had a huge effect on your family. I hope you and Draco are doing well, I know things must be hard at home without Lucius... If you ever need anything I'm always here to help. I know I've never been a favorite of the Malfoy's nor have I ever really been a part of your life, but I just want to in some way so you how grateful I am that you saved my life knowingly of what could happen to you. Thank you Narcissa for saving me and by doing so, you saved us all from Voldemort.

Yours truly, Harry Potter

Harry read over his letter shaking his head. No matter how many times he had changed it nothing seemed to express his feelings. Folding it and placing it into an envelop he stamped it closed and handed it to Hedgewig. It'll just have to do he thought, I just hope she understands and believes me. With a nod Hedwig took off and he smiled. It had been ages since he had sent a letter to anyone and it reminded him of Hogwarts. Harry sighed standing up out of his chair and walked upstairs to his bedroom, deciding sleep was more important right now then pondering over the past.

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Sometime later in the night Hedwig returned but she wasn't alone. Another owl accompanied her with a letter in his beak. Harry being fast asleep didn't notice the owl until morning.

**TO BE CONTINUED**