Very few can bond in such a way. You might wish to know who I'm speaking of, but we'll get to that later.

The only people who can succeed in being so close are those who go through the same experiences, in war. It's a hard time, dark and full of death and blood. We all knew that when we finally joined sides but we still weren't prepared for what would eventually happen.

My name is Hermione Granger. And I was friends with Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini. I'm married to Draco Malfoy and still friends with Harry Potter, the Man Who Triumphed.

The five of us had a very close bond. Harry and I have always been friends with Ron but sometimes he can be very childish. We didn't have the time to indulge in him or his games. We put it off to him trying to take the tension out of the whole war and everything. But he wasn't in it the way we were.

We'd been out of Hogwarts for nearly four years. Harry and I had been fighting and helping Dumbledore right when we had graduated. Ron had gone off and taken Auror training, and there's nothing wrong with that.

It was around that time the five of us started working together, three Slytherins and two Gryffindors. Draco Malfoy had made a stand in his last year of Hogwarts. And his childhood friend Pansy and her on and off lover Blaise followed in his wake. Dumbledore put the five of us together. We trained day and night, with him, Snape, McGonnagal. Anyone who was talented at anything came and put us through tests and drills.

We were forced to either build a bond or fail. Slytherins don't fail and Gryffindors refuse to back down when their pride and sense of justice has been wronged. Dumbledore was smarter than we had given him credit for at the time, he seemed to know that it would work out while the rest of us couldn't possibly see how it would. But it did work out. Pansy and Harry became very close. They're bond was strong, almost as strong as her's and Blaise's.

With Pansy and Harry it was like they were one. Like siamese twins or maybe an extension of the other. Trust was there in spades. And there was love too, but there was love between all of us. For the first year we didn't have anytime to ourselves, we were always together and that made the bond we all shared that much stronger.

Draco and I came together that year. So did Blaise and Pansy, this time not always breaking it off and then getting back together. There were the two couples and Harry. Harry didn't mind though. He was too busy training all the time. While the rest of us occasionally got breaks, Harry included, he never took much time for himself. He devoted everything he had into studying and practising. He knew that in order to win he had to be the best. Luck and the sword of Gryffindor weren't going to save him everytime he went out into the fray against Voldemort and his followers. Somehow we all knew that but it was just never said. It made it easier to deal with.

Flashback

"Harry," Pansy said with an amused smile on her face. "come back to us. You're zoning out again. What was it this time?"

"Just thinking," Harry mumbled.

"Have a headache from over using your brain yet Potter?" Malfoy asked smirking.

"No," Harry smiled back at him. "Have a hero complex yet Malfoy?"

"You wish," The other shot back.

"Boys," I interjected. "We've got to work this out. You can have time making fun of each other later. We need to learn this new spell."

"I know it already Hermione," Harry said quietly.

"You idiot," Pansy and Draco said in unison and Draco continued on. "That spell is supposed to be done with two people for a reason Potter. The amount of power it takes is too large for one person to control safely."

"Voldemort can do it on his own," Harry blinked at him, green eyes bright and beautiful without the glasses. "I need to be able to do everything he can do. Why do you think I always practice?"

No one said anything but Blaise always put in his two cents.

"It's logical," Blaise spoke softly. "But next time at least have someone with you who can jump in in case something goes wrong. Pansy would never forgive you if she lost her brother."

"I'll try," Harry looked Blaise in the eye.

End Flashback

Ron wasn't around much, he was busy with Auror training like I said. And he didn't like the Slytherins at all. He couldn't get over the past. To him Draco will always be some evil little boy who taunts others and calls them Mudbloods. But we all changed, Ron just couldn't let go of the past.

So while we exchanged letters there was always that distance. And Harry and I tried to breech in the ways we knew how but it just never worked. Eventually we decided that there wasn't a whole lot that we could do to help Ron see and so we pretty much stopped trying. We didn't have the time to hold his hand or cover up his animosity for him.

Eventually Draco and I got engaged. So did Blaise and Pansy. They married about two years after we graduated. They were great together. And Harry still fit right in with us. It was strange in that way. But Draco and Pansy had 'adopted' him as they liked to say. He had a brother and a sister now. Pansy even went and had them do a special binding spell.

Pansy and Harry could almost talk to each other and feel each other's presences in their minds and sometimes see through the other's eyes. Draco nad Harry could share power and they always seemed to know where the other was and what they felt. The bonds were strong between those three.

And one day Pansy and Blaise went to Blaise's house to see his parents. Blaise's parents had said they were on Dumbledore's side. We should have known better. But they had welcomed all of us in their home over the past three and a half years since we had graduated. So none of us thought anything of it when Blaise and Pansy went over to visit over Christmas holiday's. Especially because they wanted to tell Blaise's parents the good news.

Pansy was pregnant.

So they went. And they never came back.

Harry was asleep when it happened. But he saw everything through her eyes. I think that it'll always be with him. And Draco felt it. I don't know which is worse. But it cemented something between Draco and Harry, something that not even I was a part of. I don't mind though, I know Draco still loves me but he and Harry are close in a way that I'm not.

Flashback

Harry came running into our room. Draco sat bolt up-right in bed beside me.

"Don't turn on the light 'Mione," Harry rasped out. "Just, don't."

"Oh God," Draco moaned. "Can you feel her?"

"No," Harry whispered sounding so very young and afraid. "I can feel here."

Draco wordlessly held out his arms and Harry climbed onto the bed. They held each other, sobbing and speaking and finally I was able to start piecing together the story.

Pansy and Blaise were over at Blaise's parents. Blaise's parents had decided to join Voldemort's side a few months back. To show their loyalty they invited Blaise and his young wife over to die.

"Draco," Harry cried. "It's your dad. It's your dad who's cutting open Pansy!"

"It hurts," Draco screamed. "Stop it!"

"He's pulling out her baby," Harry was sobbing now. "He's.....he's...."

"No more Harry," Draco was able to sooth because Pansy had gone numb from loss of blood. "Just try to relax."

But Harry couldn't relax. He still was seeing through Pansy's eyes. She was sill alive. And he saw everything that Lucius did. He even saw the spell that Lucius wrote in blood, the runes that were on the wall. Pansy was able to 'tell' him through the bond that she was staying alive as long as she could because she knew that Lucius was doing some spell using them and she had to stay alive so that Harry could see and warn us. But she couldn't feel anything anymore. She'd lost too much blood and the trauma to her body was too great so her nervous system just shut down because it was too much to handle. But she stayed alive. To protect us. And Harry finally recognized the spell. He was able to send her his love, and Draco's. And she died. She died just after Lucius apparated away. Blaise died too. And the nameless baby.

Lucius had thought that by killing Pansy and Blaise he would weaken us. But he didn't. It only made us fight and try harder because we were more determined than ever to bring him and his down. A few months later I became pregnant and knew that I couldn't fight in the final battle but that didn't mean that I couldn't help my new husband and best friend prepare.

I tested Charms, Hexes and Curses on them. I made up new drills for them to run through on the battle field. And I nurtured their anger and their wills.

Ron stopped by shortly after Pansy, Blaise and the baby's death. He didn't understand, mostly because he didn't want to try. He was angry that Harry was more upset over their death's than he had been over Percy's. Ron still doesn't understand and I've pretty much given up hope that he ever will.

Harry killed Voldemort in the final battle. Draco killed his father and made sure he suffered.

I'm glad they both did. I'm glad that Draco killed Lucius. I'm glad that Harry killed Tom.

Draco and Harry are still bonded. They still miss Pansy but I think that Harry misses her a little more. Her presence doesn't linger in his mind anymore. He can't see through her eyes.

The two of them offered to re-do the bond with me. But I couldn't bring myself to agree just then. That was something they shared with Pansy. Maybe in a few years I'll be able to but not now, not when her memory is so close with all of us.

It's been a year. I had a healthy baby boy and his name is Zachary Dimitrius Draconis Malfoy. The three of us live together at Malfoy Manor now that the repairs are all done. Harry and Fluer Delacor are becoming close. She helped our little group out a lot over the near four years we were all together. She visits often. Maybe someday she'll join us here on a more permanent basis. I know Draco agrees with me on that.

And maybe the four of us can bond and really start to heal.