There were a lot of letters in this chapter so i had to make them bold and italicized so we can differentiate.

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Snow

Bella,

I have received a few letters regarding some recent events. You saved Hermione Granger, and restored your soul. Bravo! I had a feeling when I carried you out of that lab that you were not lost to us.

Take this time to heal, Dear Bella. Solidify your bonds with your family, get affairs in order. Go on an island vacation. It doesn't matter, just take the time to heal. I am proud of you Bella.

I could not forget about you even if I wanted to. You make an impression. I will be by later in the week for tea. Owl me back with a decent time a few days out so our schedules do not clash.

I always knew you were great,

Kings

Bella smiled as she read the letter. She sat with a few letters on her desk. True to form the Hogwarts gang stuck to their word and wrote back or began their correspondence. It was liberating and exciting. It was like a constant line of chatter but getting Kingsley's letter made her smile softly. The others made her chuckle and grin, but for some reason his letter made her smile.

"A letter from the Minister?" Narcissa asked from nowhere and Bella started and sighed. She looked to Narcissa standing in front of her. They began to share Lucius's office, and it was big enough for two desks.

"What if it is?" Bella asked defensively. Narcissa smile and lifted her hands in the air.

"It wouldn't be horrible you know… to owl him regularly," Narcissa said as she slipped next to Bella. Bella sat in the chair, tilted her head back and looked up into Narcissa's eyes. It was about two weeks ago they where in a similar situation and Narcissa ran from her. Narcissa was trying. But she Bella made steps too. She waited for contact, she never reached out unless its directly in front of her sister and never too quickly. Narcissa still jumped reaching for her wand when Bella moved to face in her direction.

"Yes and taking a certain Veela out for coffee wouldn't be a horrible regularity either," Bella shot back with a knowing grin. Narcissa looked down and Narcissa narrowed her eyes. Then went to her desk.

"The Hogwarts Gang send their best," Bella said lifting four extra letters from her stack. Narcissa blinked and looked down. She only got three. She thumbed through the three and smiled. They were the only ones that mattered.

"Kings wants to come by at the end of the weeks. When is a good time and day?" Bella asked giving Narcissa the letter. Before it was like giving the letters to her jailer to make sure she wasn't planning escape, now it was an act of trust. Bella always liked to watch when Narcissa read her letters, and by extension Bella could read, some of hers. Narcissa was highly private and the letters between her and Fleur were Narcissa's alone.

"Any time he is available we are not busy people, Bells," Narcissa said and Bella huffed and grumbled as she wrote Kinsley back wondering if Thursday around three would be appropriate. Not to early in the day where he could not get anything done at work, and not to late to indicate a date. Bella froze.

Narcissa was about to open the letter from Hermione, she always read Hermione's, Draco's and then Fleur's letters in that order. Narcissa was smirking at getting one over on her older sister when she heard nothing, but silence coming from Bella's side of the office. Their desks faced each other, smack against the other and Narcissa had a clear view if she ever wanted. Narcissa looked up and saw her sister frozen.

"Bella, what's wrong?" Narcissa asked. Bella's brow furrowed and she put her quill in the holder and slouched back.

"I had a fucked-up thought Narcissa and for the next few moments I don't need you laughing at me," Bella said and Narcissa put the letter down and gave Bella her undivided attention.

"When I was thinking of Thursday at three in the afternoon I was thinking it was not to early to where did not have to throw away his whole afternoon at work, and it was early enough to were it could not be misconstrued at a date," Bella spewed her thoughts as she blinked at the parchment.

"Oh," Narcissa said. Then Bella's head snapped to her.

"Oh? That's all you have for me. Even if he was interested, I would be political suicide for him. Come on, just my name strikes fear into all of Brittan's wizarding community and they would never trust a minister who's fucking the Dark Lord's right-hand wench," Bella groaned and scrubbed her hands with her face.

"Bella, I think he is capable of making those decisions, but I do see where you are coming from. I am not as notorious as you are, and people still part the ways in crowds for me. I don't have many honest and trustful business partners. We are constantly cutting each other's throat, and just because my name is Malfoy, and before that Black people automatically assume, I am evil. Those minions in the crowd never knew I was dropping breadcrumbs for that idiotic Order to follow," Narcissa huffed.

"You betrayed us?" Bella asked with wide eyes. And then Narcissa lifted her brow, "Of course you did with Harry, but I never knew you tried to bring about our downfall," Bella looked at Narcissa, and they stared at each other. Narcissa and Bella never had this conversation.

"When?" Bella asked.

"As soon as you blasted my hip and tried to use Draco as a Crucio practice dummy," Narcissa gritted hoping her tone told Bella of how fir she was. Bella looked at her.

"I am proud of you," Bella whispered then cleared her throat, "So, Thursday at three?" Bella asked and Narcissa nodded as if they concluded business, but inside part of Narcissa rejoiced, but another part told her not to get too comfortable. It was Bella after all. She picked up her letters.

Narcissa,

Everything is going so smoothly here at school. Draco, as you have figured out, is my best guy friend. We hated each other for years, but it was this pen pal program that drew us closer together. I am happy that this is doing the same for us.

I have a question. How has Bella truly been? Her letters are witty and sarcastic. She seems like a positively delightful woman, but I can't sometimes get that day out of my mind. It is hard to distinguish between that Bellatrix, and this Bella. Is Bella truly doing as well as her letters indicate? I feel responsible for letting her free. I don't know if she told you this, but it was my forgiveness inside of our minds that allowed her to go free. If I did not forgive her, she would be stuck in a coma until I did forgive her. Call it old war paranoia, but she makes me nervous from time to time.

On a happier note, Draco seems to have brightened up. Since your correspondence, he is much happier, and relaxed. He constantly flirts with me about claiming one of my blondes or he will just have to begin courting me. Your son is positively charming. Luna sometimes growls at him and he is set in place.

Luna told me to tell you that she wishes to visit you and Bella. In their short time together, Luna feels she found, and I quote, 'A beautiful soul to sleep with.' I honestly think given time they would be the greatest of friends no matter their varied backgrounds.

Oh yes, on more thing. Thank you for continuing with the pen pal program. Fleur loves getting your letters. She is brightening up, like a flower opening in summer. Thank you.

Until Next time,

Hermione

Narcissa sighed. She did not know about that stipulation in Bella's quest to heal Hermione and get her soul back.

"Bella. When were you going to tell me that Hermione forgave you to get you out of living in a coma?" Narcissa asked and Bella froze.

"Never," Bella whispered.

"You do realize that makes her almost solely responsible for you after me, right?" Narcissa said and Bella lowered her head and pressed her forearms on the desk and clenched her hands.

"I want to be good Cissy," Bella said.

"But…" Narcissa edged on.

"But I am not a good person, and you know that. All I can do is try. Live each day, one at a time, and do what Kings would do, or you, or even Little Luna… or not, she is weird and I love her for it, but not sure if I can even get that weird," Bella smiled thinking about Luna. Narcissa watched this and saw that Hermione was right. Luna and Bella were very compatible in the weirdest of ways.

"Hermione told me Bella, please don't make her regret it," Narcissa said softly. Bella nodded.

"She told me the same thing, when we were inside. I promised to do my best," Bella sighed, "Can we build a room, where it's like a stress room, like the Room of Requirement? Sometimes I just get the urge to destroy a whole room. Get caught up in the frenzy of it. Let it all out. Maybe even with a dueling platform where we can exercise?" Bella asked.

"I have more rooms here that I can shake a stick at. How about we take the third-floor east wing, knock down some walls, and make an arena?" Narcissa offered, "I think Draco would love that. Call it my Christmas gift to you both," Narcissa offered, and Bella smiled.

"That would be grand," Bella reached across their desks and stretched between the two sisters. Bella's palm was facing up, and Narcissa tilted her head, and then sighed, she gave her sister a low five. They were not that far out of global gestures to know that this one simple slap of hands, was the easiest way for them to convey their support, and approval.

Dearest Mother,

I would like to be honest with you, I have enjoyed writing you. Our letters are not long, but I don't feel I have to give you a novel to tell you I miss you. I have concluded I was not completely fair. Hermione and I have spent many evenings talking about that day. She is a wonderfully logical woman, and makes me see through the shite of the horrible situation we were all in.

So, I Draco Malfoy, forgives his mother Narcissa Malfoy, if she forgives me to. Can we strive to rebuild our bridges? Can we learn how to trust one another again? I missed you immensely.

Your Son,

Draco.

Narcissa placed Draco's on the desk and smiled with wet blue eyes. Of course, she would do anything he would want to rebuild their relationship. He is all she has left.

Except for… Narcissa swallowed and thumbed the letter in her hands. She waited thought.

"Bella," Narcissa said and gave Bella her two letters. Yes, she thought that Bella needed to read the one from Hermione. She watched as Bella read the letter and when she was finished, she sighed.

"I think you need to begin an acquaintanceship with Hermione," Narcissa said.

"Acquaintanceship? How high society cold of you. She and I are so much more than that. She is special to me, Cissy, and I think it is time to reach out to my savior," Bella said resolute with a touch of pride to her lips, "She wrote to me as well asking how I have been, how I have been coping? I should have thought to ask my jailer how I was really behaving," Bella chuckled bitterly. Narcissa let the remark slide.

"Would you like to be friends with your victim?" Narcissa asked. She saw Bella wince.

"Damn you Cissy," Bella said hurt but Bella was nothing if not realistic, and she stood and began to pace in front of their desks. "Is it horrible if I said yes?" Bella asked looking up to Narcissa. Narcissa took a breath and let it out.

"You fucked that girl up," Narcissa said and Bella blinked. Narcissa usually didn't lower herself to the common profanities of the common masses, "But that is between you and the girl. She is a saint. I hate saints Bella, but she seems genuine. I am just afraid you would hurt her. Drove her progress backwards. Fleur told me she is back to two nightmares a week and they have not been lasting the entire night," Narcissa said and Bella nods.

"We still have those dreams together. They are not as brutal. I save her, or she saves me, but we are there together, and will be. I think there will always be a tie or link to Hermione, and for once I don't think the link is in her," Bella said and Narcissa learned forward.

"Explain Bellatrix Black. What did you do, aside from the obvious?" Narcissa gritted.

"I think her magic, it was so strong, it took my soul piece, and enveloped in in her own magic, and soul. When I took it back, I cast that counter curse to make sure the entire soul piece was out, and the curse was broken, but I think a part of her spiritual residue came back with my soul piece. It might be why I am so much more calm, lucid. Hell, yes, I would love to destroy a room, but I asked first. I never used to do that. I think she did it on purpose," Bella said.

"Once again explain," Narcissa asked softer this time.

"There was a moment just before I took the broken the chains and absorbed my soul back that her hand on my cheek was a soft warmth. I think she gave me a soft, pure love in that moment. This girl, this woman… Are you sure she isn't an angel?" Bella asked looking at Narcissa.

"No, she is a saint, as I have said," Narcissa smiled, "Do you want to give it back?" Narcissa asked and Bella shook her head.

"I do want to know if she was aware of what she did, so I think you are right. I need to reach out to her. Besides, Luna wrote and would love to meet up and take me to bed. I have many mixed feelings about that, and because it is Luna, I have no idea what she is talking about," Bella said and Narcissa grinned.

"You have to invite the two over. Maybe…" Narcissa paused, and Bella looked to her little sister.

"Maybe we can invite the teachers and the school nurse over for an evening, dinner parties can be fun," Bella said and Narcissa nodded.

"Yes, but I do believe you need to talk to Hermione," Narcissa said as she pointed to her older sister. Bella nodded and then sighed.

"I want food. Are you hungry?" Bella asked.

"I can eat… Dio…" Narcissa began but once the little elf came into the office Bella cut Narcissa off.

"I want to do a random act of kindness Dio, can you show me how to fix a proper lunch?" Bella asked and the elf looked to Narcissa and Narcissa nodded. Bella looked to Narcissa and smiled and followed the little elf out.

Narcissa bit her lip as she finally held her letter from Fleur. She didn't know if the little Veela knew of exactly how touched she was by her display in the kitchens that first meeting, but it struck as resonating cord within Narcissa that has not seized from singing. She swallowed and popped the flap and opened the letter.

My Dearest Dark Witch,

I have no idea how to begin this letter. We have both been busy with our correspondence so much so that our letters seem dry, and distant, no matter how many letters we exchanged daily or weekly. I missed our anonymity to an extent, but now that I know who you are, you know who I am, we can't take it back.

We have drifted my Dark Witch and I hope it is not due to finding out each other's identities. I hope it is not due to the way we held each other seeking warmth and solace in the wake of a war, and then in the wake of a family crisis. I hope it is not because I was married when I looked at you with an unwavering gaze. I hope it is not because I am a woman when I knelt before you, and took you into my arms, and prayed you would hold me back.

I never lied to you in our letters. I wanted to reach out an protect you. I wanted to be there for you when you needed me. Your words touched some distant depth of my heart that had not been touch in a very long time. I will be some Gryffindor fool and be brave. I would like to invite you, My Dark Witch, to dinner.

Always,

Your Little Creature

Narcissa couldn't wait as she sprang forward and took her good paper, and her blue ink.

My Little Creature,

I think you started your letter phenomenally well. I found the breath stolen from my chest, and my heart flutter making my chest clench. It is true our letters have been distant, and partially because it is that we found out who the other is.

Nevertheless… My beautiful creature…

It was never due to the way you held me, surrounded me in warmth. It was never due to the way I melted into your arms and breathed you in like a fresh start. It was never due to a crisis, family or otherwise. It will never have anything to do with you being widowed and slipping to the most gorgeous blue I had ever lay witness to. It was never due to the way your eyes watched me, never let go of my moments, and when I close them, I could still feel them on me. Not it was never because of you focus and unwavering gaze. Finally, my Dear, it will never have anything to do with you showing me respect, kneeling before a broken yet healing woman afraid to frighten her away, and then displayed such gentle compassion when you consoled me, wrapping me in your strength.

I never lied in my letters to you when I told you of my hopes and fears. I found that I could not imagine a world with out your kind words, your sympathy, and your support. Your words gave me back something I thought I lost along time ago. Your words gave me back the ability to feel.

At this moment in time I will be brave, and we can be fools together. I accept your invitation, My Little Creature.

In My Thoughts,

Your Dark Witch

Narcissa put her quill back and stared at the letter and then Bella came in carrying a tray with Dio behind her to make sure he cleaned up any mess she might has spilled. Narcissa smiled as she watched her sister try to serve lunch. Narcissa took her bowl of soup, bread, and wide, and waited for Bella. They looked to the other, smiled, and began.

Narcissa looked once more to the later that was pushed to the side so as not to get her lunch on it by accident. She swallowed her soup, and then gulped her wine. She hoped it was not too revealing.

"Bella… here, these letters never read them unless I give them to you," Narcissa said and held the letter out for Bella and Bella blinked and nodded. Narcissa watched the expressions flit across Bella's face.

"Holy fuck, Cissy she…" Narcissa held up her hand and then slid her reply across the desk. She left her food alone and watched as Bella blinked.

"Yes, you witch, send that right fucking now," Bella said all smiles.

"Not too much?" Narcissa asked.

"After what I just read, hell no," Bella said. Narcissa smiled and put the written letter aside.

It felt getting her big sister's opinion on something. It felt like she wasn't alone in everything. Her eyes shifted to the letter. She smiled. She wasn't alone anymore.