Hey everyone! I know I have only started posting my Fourth Instalment Of my Harry Potter Version but I am changing my phone and need to transfer all of my notes and came across this little gem of a story.

I have about ten chapters written and have actively started writing more and more and feeling strangely inspired. It might help me break out of my funk with my Fifth Instalment which I am currently writing.

This is a Post/War fic and will be a Narcissa/Hermione Pairing and for those of you that have read my stories Narcissa Malfoy is probably my favourite character.

If you like this pairing make sure and read a story called PERHAPS by NARALANIS, A TIME WE CAN NEVER BE by snowingstone and EXTINCTION by rubikanon.

All of these were such inspiration for this story, please let me know what you think. I am sorry if FanFiction has changed the format of my story but it was sitting perfectly on my notes. However since I am using my phone to upload instead of my laptop, it automatically changes it sometimes and makes it weird.

Feel free to comment and let me know what you think, I love reviews!

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DISCLAIMER-UNFORTUNATELY I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER BUT I AM FOREVER INDEBTED TO JKR FOR CREATING THIS WONDERFUL WORLD.

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Chapter One

WARNING-Torture and Mentions Of Spousal Abuse

Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire

Stupid! All three of us were so stupid! The reason we were here was our own fault, we should have checked our surroundings better. This whole time we were so cautious and the one time we drop our guard the shit hits the fan. Who would have thought we would have ended up here? Malfoy Manor Of all places.

When we saw Bellatrix Lestrange at the gate I had to admit, I thought we were dead there and then but apparently we weren't going to be that lucky. I was fine whilst the boys were with me but once they moved out of sight and left me to the mercy of Bellatrix I felt everything shift.

I could feel it, the blade carving into my arm and Bellatrixs breath on my cheek, she was insane, all wild hair and psychotic eyes. From my left side however I saw it, small tears in Dracos eyes, watching me with so much dispair. This was the boy who called me a Mudblood, the boy who spent a year trying to kill Albus Dumbledore. Now in front of me he was a shell of the haughty boy that roamed the corridors of Hogwarts.

His eyes bored into mine and was forced to look away as I was hit with another CRUCIO. Unlike Draco his mother standing although cold and seemingly unfeeling was actually holding my eyes and watching me, it was giving me the strength I needed, it shocked me but she stepped forward in her perfect Trophy wife self and lifted her wand from what I assumed was a holster.

"Bella that's enough! The girl clearly doesn't know anything and your dripping blood onto my hardwood floor!" It seemed aristocratic and selfish, seemingly only caring for her decor and not the fact that I am being hacked into like Hamburger meat.

I would have put it down to that but the way in which she looked at me and the way she held onto Dracos arm had similar care. She was a mother, her eyes betrayed her, it was the same look my own mother had every time I fell or hurt myself.

Bellatrix snapped her head up at her sister in that moment and Lucius Malfoy looked between the two sisters before landing his glare on his wife, he was truly a disgusting man and I could not help but notice how far the mighty had fallen. He looked so unkempt in that moment although the usual Malfoy sneer was firmly in place.

"Narcissa! Don't be unruly, let Bella have her fun, unless you want to take her place!" I was lost in a haze of pain but their conversation confused me. They were supposed to be a family, an untouchable unit but the hatred and anger in the youngest Black sister in that moment frightened even me.

"What dear husband, are you going to torture me? In front of our son no doubt! If I could I would kill you in your sleep I would but that damn marriage contract forbids it! I have been your victim for too long! No more! Let the girl go Bella!" Her sister smiled at her and nodded her head seemingly too easy.

"Ok, fine! You always were too much of a bleeding heart Cissy!" Before I knew what was happening Lucius turned a wand to her and everything I thought I knew was turned on its head.

"CRUCIO!" The aristocratic woman who just saved my life and was walking toward me dropped to the floor with a scream, Lucius Malfoy had his own wife under the cruciatus curse for defending me.

"Father! STOP!" Draco ran to his mother as she fell in a heap beside me, I was forgotten about. Except I wasn't, a small vial of something came from her hand that sat beside my own and handed it to me.

Was it poison? Probably not, it looked like pepper up. Without thinking I uncorked it and looked into her eyes. The brightest blue reached my own and a small smile directed at me, I knocked it back in one go and Lucius got trigger happy again. This time with Draco.

"Lucius stop! She may be an idiotic blood traitor but she is my sister and he is my nephew! Blacks don't hurt each other for no one!" He didn't listen, I could see the maniacal look on his face and he cursed his wife and son as if they meant nothing to him.

"I SAID STOP!" Bellatrix threw him on his ass and dropped the knife in favour of her wand when I heard Harry and Ron, everything happened all at once, Harry grabbed me out of the way, Ron surprisingly grabbed the ferret and his mother from the floor as a large chandelier fell in the middle of the room.

My wand and bag was shoved into my hands as Dobby the elf apparated us away from the Manor. I fell to my knees and coughed, my lungs were on fire and I felt like every nerve in my body was raw and exposed to the elements.

Harry was beside me, Ron was lying beside a heap of blonde hair and then I only realised the two Malfoys that helped me were saved too, Draco was trying to grapple to his feet and help Ron when a scream echoed over the crashing of waves.

"Hermione, I need help!" I turned to see Harry and a screaming Narcissa who had a knife embedded in her side. I didn't even realise when that happened, I was that out of it, she was swearing like a sailor and it made me smile slightly and the usually unruffled witch so unkempt.

"Holy Shit! Fuck! Someone please pull this bloody thing out of me!" The same knife that was carving into my arm not too minutes ago was now sitting in her stomach with blood pouring out of the wound onto sand below her. Luna, Ollivander and Griphook were standing staring at us in shock before Draco who was much more alert than I was came running over to his mother.

"Mother! Merlin some potty mouth your teaching me, I don't think I have ever heard you swear. Come on your ok, I got you." In the grand scheme of things he lifted her spirits by making fun as he also lifted her into his arms as if she weighed nothing. It was there and then I saw a different side to Draco Malfoy, he loved his mother more than anything else.

"I am assuming you brought us here for a reason Weasley? She needs help." Ron directed him towards a large cottage and he kept walking, almost running past us all to where I saw surprisingly Fleur and Bill Weasley come running, Draco stopped and turned to Ron in that moment and looked at him with so much emotion.

"Thank you, she wouldn't survive in that house much longer so thank you!" Ron just nodded reluctantly and we all made our way to the house with Dobby holding onto Harry's hand talking a mile a minute about what just happened.

"Nearly hit Dobby did scary knife! Old mistress saved Dobby by pushing Dobby out of way! Mistress took Dobbys place with bad knife and was hurt!" He was almost in tears now at this point as we got closer to the house. One thing was for sure, any past misdeeds done by Lucius was instantly forgiven when Narcissa tried to save him. That little elf will never forget what she did for him and not will I to be honest.

It seemed we had two more allies, would I call them allies? Things were not as it seemed that was true, Narcissa Malfoy saved a house elf and a Mudblood, Draco Malfoy thanking A Weasley Without his usually sneer. Things were getting weird, well weirder than usual.

Once we all made it too the cottage it was then I noticed my surroundings, we were at the seaside, I was soaking covered in sand and water. Fleur directed Draco to a kitchen table and cleared it to set Narcissa Malfoy onto it, with her hands she began pressing into the wound and the woman in question glared at her.

"Agh! Bloody hell Veela not such a gentle fairy princess after all are you?" In seconds the knife was pulled out, two Potions were forced down her throat and small drops of Phoenix tears and Dittany was placed on the wound, all of which had no bedside manner and it seemed Fleur could give as good as she took.

The wound in her side closed instantly and soon the woman passed out, probably due to shock and pain whilst Fleur was cleaning up. Bill had his wand trained on Draco who held his hands up and handed over his own wand to the eldest Weasley in a sign of good faith.

"Why are they here?" Fleur was in healing mode as she handed us all pepper up Potions, pain relieving Potions and poured us a bowl of stew.

"They are under our protection, Narcissa saved me, it all happened very fast!" We were directed to a bathroom and allowed to clean up. Luna and I went to shower and change, neither one of us bothered about propriety or privacy and just wanted to rinse the grime off of us.

Once we were in clean clothes the boys took a turn each whilst I came downstairs. Draco sat covered in blood holding onto his mothers hand, he barely looked up so I took a seat on the other side.

"Granger." He nodded to me and it was then I seen a son worried about his mother. There was a few cuts and bruises on his body and he was clutching his left arm where I know his mark was.

"Does it hurt?" I indicated to his arm and he flinched at my lack of tact and nodded before letting out a sigh followed by a hiss.

"He is trying to summon me, he can't track me apparently because of the wards of this house and the Veela said she and Weasley could possibly break the bond between him and me. The mark might still be there, they're not sure what will happen but it won't hurt when he calls for me." He let out a hiss and held onto it, half an hour later and Mrs Malfoy started to stir, Draco jumped up immediately.

"Mother! Hey I'm here, it's ok." She slowly opened her eyes at him and smiled before pulling herself up slowly for a hug and he held onto her for grim death. A minute passed when she looked to me in surprise and Harry took that moment to come in with Bill and Ron.

"Fleur is tending to Mr Ollivander, she says someone had already healed the majority of his wounds, he says it was you." Eyes flitted to the Malfoy Matriarch and her gaze never wavered under the scrutiny of everyone's eyes, surprising Draco looked furious.

"Mother, if anyone found out you would have been killed! Father would have killed you himself." She looked at her son and nodded her head before holding onto his hand and going to stand up and he wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Probably, but if I hadn't so would Mr Ollivander, he is a staple in our world Draco, it would be a sad place for children if Mr Ollivander could not sell his wands when they needed them. When the war is over they will need him a hell of a lot more than they need me, someone proficient in Wandlore is exceedingly rare." This woman was more Gryffindor that all of us, Fleur asked Draco to sit so she could look at his mark with Bill.

"Why did you save me? After all I am the enemy, if the roles were reversed I am not too sure if I would have done the same." Her gaze turned to Ron who blushed under the scrutiny of her gaze and he just shrugged at her in that Ron mannerism.

"You stopped Bellatrix from torturing Hermione, you were being tortured by your husband and I would have assumed Ferret would have been hurt or killed just to get to you so, take you both from that situation and we might gain an upper hand in the death eaters camp." It was a surprise than Ron could get over his hatred of all things Malfoy long enough to be rational and strategic.

"Whatever the reason, Thank you. The house of Black and Malfoy owes you a life debt." Apparently so did the House of Granger. We all sat down at the table and in the strangest collection of people ever a plan was formed. Whether or not it would go according to plan was another thing all together.

It took two days but Fleur and Bill managed to crack the tattoo and decided to cleanse Draco that night. They were missing a few ingredients and cleared their throat at me, Bill was blushing and Fleur was smirking.

"So what do you need? We can go and get it." They handed me a list and ingredients and almost all of it was scratched out except, the hair of a virgin and the blood of a Witch born of Non Magical or Squib blood. I lifted my arm to the table and told them to knock themselves out with the blood.

"What about the hair?" I smirked at Ron who looked embarrassed for even asking me that question. I loved both of the boys but some things I needed a girl to talk to and over the years I was so grateful for Ginny and Luna, that only went so far though.

"Can't help you there." All of them gaped at me except for Narcissa and Fleur, I couldn't help but smirk at them all whilst Draco found it hilarious and was openly laughing at both Harry and Rons expressions.

"Wow Granger! Always the quiet ones?" He smiled at me before glancing round the room and landing back on Ron who shook his head and Narcissa walked straight up to Harry and pulled a small chuck of hair from the back of his head. It was reminiscent of the night we all left Godrics Hollow as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Oww! What the hell?" Everyone laughed as he blushed but she just handed the hair to Fleur who also giggled at Harrys expense.

"Oh please you can practically smell it on you." Fleur sat Draco down and mixed my blood with Harrys hair along with everything else and it made a sort of Poultice. He started wincing as Fleur and Bill stuck it over the mark and waved their wands reciting something in some sort of language.

They then turned to Harry and asked him to say a passage in Parseltongue, two minutes had passed and it was letting off smoke as if his skin was burning and it looked like it was, pale skin was bubbling to the surface pushing the black mark away and finally they stopped chanting and Fleur pulled a wet cloth over to her and rubbed the wet cloth over his arm and it was gone.

"Merlins saggy ball sack!" Narcissa slapped her son and reprimanded him on his language before he picked her up in celebration and ran to Fleur and Bill and hugged them.

"Thank You! You gave me my life back!" Yes two new allies from inside Voldemorts followers this would be the edge we needed. Pigs must definitely be flying...a Weasley just voluntarily helped a Malfoy for the second time. Maybe we could win this war after all.

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