Here we go again folks. This is my new story and it is a Post War and of course will be Narcissa/Hermione because that's how I roll. Trying out some Harry/Draco just to see how it goes. Also some Ron and Ginny bashing, sorry it just felt like the right way to go about things.

This will run for about Thirty chapters or there abouts. Please do leave me a review they make me very happy.

This is Rated M for many different reasons and will be triggering for some so please read with caution. I do hope you enjoy.

As always I do not own Harry Potter or any of its amazing characters. Want to also say Rip to Robbie Coltrane he will be missed by so many, Hagrid is one of my favourite characters and he will live on in our hearts forever.

Love you all and be kind to each other.

Chapter One

Harry

This was definitely not a good idea, I knew that of course but when Hermione hatched this plan after half a bottle of Whiskey I just went along with what she says. Hence why I ended up in a tattoo parlour ready to go under the needle. It was now four weeks since the end of the war.

Once the dust had settled it was full steam ahead in magical society. Getting the ministry going and trials started, Hogwarts up and running again was priority number one. For a solid week the entire magical community rallied around each other to both mourn their dead and celebrate the end of the war.

Hogwarts was rebuilt to an impeccable standard thanks to the hundreds of volunteers who showed up at the gates including those whom were in hiding during Voldemorts reign of terror. Both Hermione and I went to live in Grimmauld Place and after the showdown between Ron and Ginny it felt right to be together.

Our relationship was strictly platonic and yet the Daily Prophet were calling us the couple of the Decade. Some shite about the war bringing us closer together in ways no one else could understand. I don't know who was more disgusted at the thought, Hermione or I.

Luna and Neville were also permanent fixtures in Grimmauld Place which we were in the process of redecorating to try and at least make it habitable. I don't know what to do with the house if I was being honest. Sirius hated it but it's where I feel closest to him and Remus.

Remus and Tonks had been killed that night leaving Teddy an Orphan, he was currently being cared for by Andromeda. I had been to see him every other day and I vowed to look after him, the same way Sirius would have if we had been allowed to stay together.

So far life had returned to semi normal, except for the nightmares that is. Between Hermione and myself we always started the night in our own rooms but inevitably one of us has a nightmare before seeking some sort of comfort.

Holding her in my arms felt extraordinary, I felt grounded and safe, she was my best friend, my sister. Looking back I haven't always treated her right, that was all going to change. She stood by me and I will stand by her.

The day after Hogwarts was completed we took a trip to Australia, we were literally there two days before Hermione found out her parents were killed in a car accident two months ago. She was inconsolable and threw herself into decorating Grimmauld Place and setting up a counselling service for those affected in the war.

Our mornings were the same for the past two weeks, get up, have breakfast do some renovations in the house and head to Hogwarts to help with finishing touches. I went to the Quidditch Pitch for repairs and upgrades whereas Hermione headed to the Library for the counselling sessions. After lunch we had a quick visit with Snape whom was still recovering from the snake bite but on the mend.

No one was entirely sure how he had survived, I think Professor McGonagall and Madame Pomfry are the only two who know what is going on but neither has said anything. His vocal chords were damaged and he had managed to get his voice high enough over a whisper we could understand him.

Hermione had taken it upon herself to bring him a new book everyday because he now walked with a cane and had pain in his legs. The two of them were a strange sight to behold, before the war Severus had to treat her with loathing and contempt but now he had no pretenses their relationship was vastly different.

The first time we visited him he had a whiteboard to answer any questions or to tell people what he wanted. Hermione brought him a book and after the initial mutual thanks and apologies were out of the way, from all parties he was like a different person.

She struck up a conversation with him about some sort of Potions journal that was above my head to be honest. It was the kick up the arse I needed, it made me realise I wasn't as smart as I thought I was and decided to go back to Hogwarts for my final year instead of taking up Kingsleys offer of joining the Aurors. I want to try and figure out what I wanted in life and I don't think the Aurorcorp is for me.

"I still don't think this is a good idea Hermione. I mean does it not seem a bit random to get Tattoos, we don't exactly look like the tattoo type." Hermione shook her head at me in the way that showed amusement but not condescension.

"Look this is our last year at Hogwarts the last time we are all going to be together in that way, let's commemorate our friendship. I love you all and our lives are just beginning, let's live a little." Deciding on muggle tattoos instead of Wizarding ones because anytime we went to Magical stores people went apeshit.

"Luna spent a long time drawing these designs out for us but if you don't want to get one that's fine." It really was a beautiful sketch and so with a smile I nodded. Luna went in first and came out sporting a beautiful moon and stars with Ravenclaw Blue accents on the back of her neck.

Neville ended up with swords in red and gold, Hermione got a book with Runic symbol vines pouring from it. When it was finally my turn the six foot tall Tattoo artist asked me to take my shirt off and got to work. It took about an hour and I loved it.

A large Hungarian Horntail sat in the middle with myself and Hedwig flying around it. Sitting on my chest it gave me a little bit of a confidence boost I am not going to lie. I thanked Alfie as he cleaned it and gave me instructions for caring for it post needle. I had thrown on my shirt and before I could take a step further Hermione stopped me.

"Oh no Harry James Potter let me see." I lifted my shirt up and both of the girls smiled before I noticed they both had a couple of ear piercings to go with the tattoo.

"Those look good." Hermione shrugged and took my arm, mirroring Neville and Luna and made our way through the city back to Grimmauld Place making small talk as we went.

"Final trials tomorrow, it's the Malfoys. I have been asked to give testimony on Draco considering we were in school together." Luna nodded and explained she had been asked also because of her time at Malfoy Manor. Hermione hadn't really spoken about that day but I know the Malfoys played a huge role in it and even in the forest with Narcissa.

"I am thinking of making a statement for Narcissa too. If it wasn't for her we would probably all be dead." Neville looked confused but the two girls smiled at me with Luna kissing me on the cheek.

"That's why I love you Harry. You have such a huge kind heart. When I was a prisoner Narcissa was the one who brought me food. Occasionally Draco but mostly her. She healed my injuries as much as she could without a wand. Mr Ollivander too, she gave us healthy portions, chocolate inside of napkins, brought us books to read that kind of thing. She told me a Ravenclaws mind does not do well when it is stagnant." I smiled at her for a moment and for a second we all held onto each other like a lifeline.

"Do you think Kingsley will let me contribute? I would love to help in anyway I can." I nodded at the blonde girl in confirmation and made a note to write our statements and send them to Kingsley later.

After stopping for tea we made it back to Grimmauld Place and set out the Chinese food on the kitchen table. Hermione had been quiet the whole way home and it wasn't until ten minutes into the meal when she held my hand to stop me, seemingly plucking up the courage she needed.

"Harry, I need to tell you about Malfoy Manor. Something happened when Bellatrix...when she...I lost count on how many times I had been Crucioed. I had lost count of everything after the first six times. I could feel it slowly seeping into my brain, I could feel it slowly killing off every single part of what made me...me." I had no idea where she was going with it but she slowly starting rubbing her arm where her scar was.

"You are incredibly strong Hermione to survive as long as you did. My parents were gone long before their sixth go around. Bellatrixs magic has a dark potency to it that makes you want to crawl into a hole." She took a sip of water and a soft tear trickled from her eyes as she grasped onto Neville hand in thanks.

"It was because of her. Narcissa. I felt myself drift away into my mind and she grabbed onto me. I don't know how or why but I felt her in my head. I heard her voice carrying me back to reality. She told me to hold on, help was coming and that she was sorry. She was holding eye contact and she helped the pain fade." Narcissa may be many things but she was not a bad person. Ruthless and egotistical yes but not bad.

From what I could gather, Sirius had said she was all but sold to Lucius and placed under a cursed marriage contract. Basically a Stepford wife who was not allowed to do certain things. I suppose now that I was the Head of Potter and Black Houses I could maybe help free her from that.

"I will write to Kingsley and tell him we are willing to write a testimonial for both her and Draco." Luna, Neville for moral support, Hermione and I were going to free the Malfoys. Well not all of them, Lucius tried to kill children with a cursed Diary that had Voldemorts brain in it. He deserved to rot in Azkaban.

Conversation flowed for the rest of the night before Luna and Neville said they would be there for eight thirty as the trial of Lucius starts at nine. Their relationship was much like my own with Hermione...platonic.

"You really should answer that letter too Harry. Now you are of age you have financial, familial responsibilities to get sorted." I picked up the large letter and grimaced at the hard wax seal of Gringotts Bank.

"I don't think my account is active anymore Hermione, they probably took all of my parents money. For good reason you know I am not saying it isn't valid. We stole a fucking dragon so I guess they would be pissed off." She scoffed at me before taking it from my hand and ripping open the seal before handing it back to me.

"Stop running away from shit Harry, we are adults now. Let's act like it. I am gonna go for a bath now that the bathroom is finished. That tub looks incredible now that it's complete." She smiled and I kissed her on the cheek to say goodnight before she left me to my finances I suppose.

Pulling open the letter fully I took out a large stack of papers before heading to the library. As I sat down I opened up the stack of parchment to the first page being a letter.

Dear Mr Potter,

We are writing to inform you that a meeting is required to go through your families accounts and estate now you have come of age. We will also require restitution for the Breaking and Entering, Theft from an Ancient and Noble vault, impersonation of another witch, kidnap of the goblin known as Bogrod which resulted in his death and the Theft of the dragon which guards the vaults.

Please respond at your earliest convenience as to a date and time which suits.

Many Thanks

RAGNOK THE THIRD

Head Goblin in charge of Potter Holdings

Looking over the parchment I could see how offensive it would have been to keep them waiting even more considering the crimes I had committed. Grabbing a set of Parchment and a quill I wrote the Goblins a letter informing them of the day after tomorrow. I wanted to be present in the trial and not worry about being flayed alive by a bunch of blood thirsty Goblins.

I heard a quiet clearing of the throat behind me and chuckled upon seeing the young Black haired Slytherin looking at me. Looking as youthful as the day he died I turned to look at him fully to have one of our many conversations.

"The last thing you want to do is piss off the Goblins, then again stealing a dragon isn't going to make them love you that much to begin with." I smirked at him and got comfortable on the chair and it was amazing how much he reminded me of Sirius.

"Any advice Obi Wan?" He looked confused at me for a second before I realised I was going to have to get Electricity in the house and introduce him to Star Wars.

"Tell them the truth, Tom Riddle asked Bellatrix to hide a piece of his soul in her vault and the only way to kill him was to break in to steal it. Offer to pay any and all restitutions they see fit and hope they don't feed you to their new dragon." My glare made him laugh at my expense before writing a letter to both Kingsley and Gringotts. Tomorrow will certainly be interesting to say the least.

"What other option did I have? He needed to die Reg, you of all people know that." When we started cleaning the Manor we found Regulus had a portrait done and Kreacher was hiding it. He requested to stay in the Library as it was his favourite room.

"The Goblins will know that when you explain to them, contrary to Popular opinion they aren't savages. Although I never stole from them. Rumour has it that one of the Crabbes was stupid enough to do it a couple centuries back and he was sentenced to clean out the dragon dung." Death would probably be preferable to be fair. With Goblins you don't really know what is going to happen.

"OK Thursday's problem, now I have to figure out how to get Draco and Narcissa Malfoy off the hook for their crimes." Regulus walked over to the bookshelf behind him and pulled out a book and sat in the couch before looking at me.

"Our family is poison, Bellatrix was practically fed dark magic in her food, she had so much throughout her body it was exhausting being around her. Andromeda was the opposite, she had light in the darkness and wanted to be nothing like our ancestors. Narcissa got lost in the middle somewhere along the road." Hearing Regulus talk about the Black sisters with so much intimacy was strange.

"Narcissa was so kind as a child, she was the kind of girl who would mend a birds wing and freed house elves, much to Druellas distaste and she suffered for it. Somewhere along the way that kindness was pushed so far down and was replaced by the cold ice queen you know." I could tell Regulus and Narcissa were close to one another and he missed her.

" I want to give her a chance to live her life without being under the thumb of Lucius Malfoy." All the youngest Black did was nod his head and smiled kindly to me before going back to his book. After a few minutes I went to leave before Regulus stopped me.

"Potter, thank you for giving Narcissa a chance. She deserves it." I nodded and made my way up to my room, Hermione was already in bed by the looks of things and as I showered and changed for bed realising tomorrow was going to be interesting.

That's chapter one complete folks. I hope you like and even if you didn't leave me a review anyway. Until next time.