Hey guys, sorry for the late update: I had a lot of work to do and I still do. I tried to update the author's note but I don't know what's up with the site... anyway, I would like to remind or inform (for those who didn't read the author's note) that I may post new chapters at irregular intervals- it may be months before I update the story but not to worry, it will be finished.

This story may follow parts of the plot in the HP books but it does not follow the exact timeline, so do not get all critical on me.

In this story, Sirius and Remus are alive but Narcissa and Ginny are dead... I was thinking of killing off Severus as well but I'm not sure.

Secondly, I would like to thank Pomme d'Happy for his/ her review- keep it up!

GENERAL DISCLAIMER (do not expect me to post another): I do not own Harry Potter... unfortunately it is owned by JKR... *sigh* some people just can't get a break.

Warning: this chapter contains giggles, Neville, swearing and inner battles.

CHAPTER 2: THE TRUCE

October 2006 (A year and three months ago)

Harry, Ron and Neville were giggling messes as they returned from the Three Broomsticks; they held and leaned on each other as they stumbled through the threshold of Number 12, Grimmuald Place. Neville had just gotten a job as a Potions Master in St. Mungos and the trio were out with other friends to celebrate his success.

Harry, being a bit more sober, tried to shush them, as the others' giggling grew louder. "Seriously guys, it two in the morning." He admonished. "Remus and Sirius are probably asleep."

Ron smirked and wagged his eyebrows. "If they ever sleep at all that is." He tried to whisper, earning a chuckle from Neville.

Harry rolled his eyes, "You're lucky you have child, otherwise I would have kicked your smart arse." Harry growled than groaned. "Oh fuck, I'm supposed to have you back by eleven: Hermione is going to have my head."

"Lighten up, harry." Neville said. "It's a celebration and I don't think she'll mind much."

Harry nodded, askance and led them through the hallway. He was about to start for the stairs when he saw a flash of warm yellow light peak from under the door to the study; He frowned and made his way to it carefully.

"You guys go on ahead." He said to Ron and Neville, who obeyed with dazed smiles.

Sensing danger, he thrust his hand into his cloak casually and gripped his wand as he opened the door.

He smiled when he saw Sirius leaning against the window but it quickly disappeared when he saw Lucius and Draco Malfoy on the couch.

Instinctively, he drew his wand and pointed it at the blonde pair but faltered a bit when he asked himself, Why isn't Sirius on the defensive? There are bloody Death Eaters in the living room and he isn't even flinching!

Sirius sighed. "I told you he wouldn't take it well." He said matter-of-factly.

"Sirius?" Harry asked.

Draco shifted nervously.

Lucius' eyes were fixed on the wand: he had his usual air of authority. "Harry, please put down the wand."

If Harry started, nobody noticed. Did he just call me Harry? No! Don't give in! It's a trick!

Harry ignored Lucius and glared at his godfather. "What the hell is going on?" he hissed. "I'm out for one night and I come back to a house full of Death Eaters."

"Former Death Eaters." Lucius piped earning a glare from Harry.

"Don't care." Harry replied in a singsong manner. "Why the hell are you both here?"

"They proposed a truce." Sirius said.

Harry stood still for a moment, allowing the words to sink in. "Why?" he finally said. All the while, he never lowered his wand.

"Because we're sorry?" Lucius said, smirking.

Harry narrowed his eyes dangerously, daring the man to make another smart remark.

Lucius sighed. "Because we're tired of fighting and hiding; we just want to make peace with your family and move on with our lives." He said. "We have lost so much and gained so little, the least we can do is try and salvage what we can, while we can."

Harry was taken aback; his eyes switched from Lucius to Draco whose eyes bore into his father. It was obviously surprising for Lucius to be so humble.

"Sirius, may I talk to you outside?" Harry said, lowering his wand.

Sirius nodded and followed Harry into the kitchen across the hall. The moment the doors closed, Harry spoke. "I don't like this...I don't like this at all." He confessed as he paced.

Sirius hummed. "I'm a bit sceptic as well but I sense no deception."

"Does Remus know?" Harry asked.

The older man nodded. "He is doubtful as well but is willing to try."

*A/N: a little inner battle is coming up (the italics are Harry's thought and the bold are his conscience).

Harry bit his lower lip and frowned. This could be a trick, a lie, an ambush! But he sounded so... No! I can't!...But I can tell he meant it...Stop it, conscience! Malfoys never give, they take!...The war took Draco's mother from him, he could use some peace right now... The war took from everyone!... So you know how it feels to lose Ginny... It's been three years, Harry... Be the better man...

Harry growled after the inner battle, he hated when his conscience was right. He could practically see a tiny 'Angel Harry' smirking at him.

"Do you think we should give them a chance?" he asked glancing at Sirius.

Sirius nodded. "Everyone deserves a second chance, no matter what they've done. It's in the past."

"This will take some getting used to and a lot of vigilance." Harry sighed. "Let's go make a truce then." He said strolling to the study.

The Malfoys stood up as Harry and Sirius entered the room. Both pairs stared at each other for a while before Harry stepped forward and extended his now empty hand. Lucius stared down at it as if he did not know what to do.

"I understand how you feel." Harry said, startling the man. "Wanting to escape the past and move on without any title to your name. I respect your decision to make peace: you have our forgiveness and comradeship."

Lucius blinked, and then smiled. "Thank you, Harry." He said, taking the boy's hand and shaking it.

Harry, though hesitantly, smiled back. "No problem." He said.

He could not shake the feeling that something monumental was going to happen soon.

Present Day

"I think we can get him back." Hermione said to Ron and Lucius who were seated while Draco paced by the window in The Weasely's kitchen.

Lucius raised an eyebrow. "How?"

Hermione cleared her throat. "From what I have observed, Harry does not remember anything after the moment he met you." She said professionally. "It's his mind's way of protecting itself; if harry were to remember all that happened, he may go back into a coma."

"So you don't want him to remember!" Draco growled.

"No." Hermione said evenly. "I don't want you to make him remember- if you want Harry to make a full recovery, he must remember on his own, at his mind's pace."

Ron and Lucius nodded but Draco snorted. "How can we even win him back after all he's been through and Sirius has practically marked us as prey?" He asked.

"If Harry fell in love with you before, he will fall in love with you again." Ron said. "I talked to Sirius: I personally don't think that Harry should know where the puzzle piece goes but not have the puzzle piece itself."

Draco stared at the redhead for a moment and then smirked. "You spend too much time with Hermione."

"Hey!" Both Ron and Hermione protested.

"So may we see Harry?" Lucius asked cautiously.

"Yes and no." Ron said with a sigh. "You may see Harry only when he wants to see you but other times, you and Draco are banned from Grimmuald Place."

Lucius smiled sadly. "Well, at least it's something."

Hermione rubbed Lucius' shoulder. "We have a saying back in the muggle world: if you love something, let it go. If it comes back, then it's yours. If it doesn't, then it never was."

The room was silent: Ron beamed proudly at his wife while Lucius and Draco allowed the words to sink in. They both knew the rewards and consequences if fate decided to swing in either of their favour.

Draco strolled up to his father and put out his hand. "May the best man win." He said.

Lucius nodded and shook the hand.

Harry please don't forget us. They both thought grimly.

A/N: Another cliff-hanger... yes, I'm evil, thank you for noticing. Anyway, I will post the next chapter ASAP but I must warn you, I have a test and several assignments due so you may have to wait a while.

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