Of more memories, trials and letters
The room, within the Department of mysteries, was cold unrelenting and uninviting. The dimly lit room was far from what Harry, Hermione and Ron remember from their earlier escapades. This time, in the place where Delores Umbridge sat, there was a tall stocky looking man. His badge gleamed in the light, Donatello Barton: Chief Warlock, Order of Merlin, First Class. To Harry, he was just the less wise replacement for the now dead and still revered Chief Warlock, Albus Dumbledore.
At the door stood the Malfoy family, however they stood a divided front. Narcissa and Draco stood a pace away from Lucius, whose face still held the age old Malfoy smirk wrought with pride and power. Power which he did not and could not exercise. Hermione looked closer at the tired old man who stood at the door; his eyes told her that he was just as afraid as the other two members of his family.
Chief Warlock Barton, from his high position on the bench, called for the accused to sit in the chair that was placed in the middle of the large and cold courtroom. "Lucius Abraxas Malfoy," his voice boomed in the almost empty room. The called man walked firmly into the room without hesitation, to his impending doom.
The court proceedings were normal and at the least slightly dramatic until the judge requested memories of encounters with the Dark Lord from Lucius, as well as those of Hermione and Draco. Hermione, who had requested her true identity not be known to all in the musty room, walked up to the lone chair sitting in front of the intimidating Wizengamot. Sitting majestically before said chair, was a pensieve. The small stone well carried many a memory in it's clear like liquid.
"State your name, blood status and occupation." The judge's voice boomed through the room.
Hermione, who had her glamour replaced on her by her parents replied, "Hermione Jane Granger, muggleborn, student at Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft. "
''Place the memories, in the pensive.'' The chief Warlock ordered softly ''Please explain what you have placed in this pensieve.''
''If I may, Chief Warlock. There are not many positive encounters or memories that I have which contain Mr. Malfoy, but I would like to point out one specific memory.'' She began as she extracted one specific memory.
Flashback
Hermione, Harry and Ron were sitting at the Gryffindor table, in he Great Hall, reeling from the events that had just happened. The great regarding war was finally finished, and Hogwarts took most of the toll.
Looking around at all the mess, tears and triumph surrounding her, Hermione quickly saw that both Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy were running about the Hall screaming in earnest. Looking for their son,'' Draco Malfoy.
If one could look closer, there were unshed tears glistening in Lucius' eyes. His sallow and slightly aged features showing remorse and his hands shaking, it was clear the war had affected him more than he'd like to let on.
As the parents reached their son, who was incidentally seated alone at the Slytherin table Narcissa took Draco in her arms and hugged him within an inch of his life.
The movement that Lucius Malfoy took soon after his wife let her hold slacken, was shocking in itself. Father and son began with a battle of the wills, an intense staring contest, then out of nowhere Lucius Malfoy places relatively comforting arms on Draco's shoulders.
The younger Malfoy looked up into his fathers eyes, wondering what wa going on. Out of confusion, hate and comprehension of past events Franco immediately flew off the bench and ran to an unknown and undisclosed area.
Lucius, the first to get up, ran after his son; Although unable to catch Draco.
End of Flashback
The small and musty courtroom was eerily silent for quite some time, as the members of the Wizengamot digested all the shocking information.
After what seemed like a lifetime, Hermione was asked to step down. The case continued on without much more fanfare. At the end of the hearing Chief Warlock Baton's voiced boom throughout the room, ''Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, our fate in the wizarding world will be known to you within the next few weeks, for now you under strict parole.''