Taking a deep breath Hermione squeezed her way through the overflowing cafe, sighing in relief at spying a jet black messy head poking out from the crowd at the lone table placed by the large window.

Harry was too absorbed in reading the daily prophet to notice his friend was standing right behind him, his face scrunched in concentration, his bushy brows furrowed when he read something unappealing.

"Thank Morgana." Shuffling into the booth, Hermione picked up the hot steaming coffee, warming her frozen hands around the mug shivering slightly from her drenched robes.

Harry folded the paper placing it beside him on the table, flicking his wand over Hermione's outerwear instantly drying them. "You seem to forget you're a witch Mione. There's charms that keep you dry from the bad weather you know." Taking a sip from his own mug.

Tiredly rolling her eyes. "Sorry to pull you away from your wife but I think I'm in trouble." Drumming her fingers on the tables surface unable to meet the wizards concerned look.

"I saw Mrs Mal.. Miss Black this morning at the Leaky with an unsavoury character. She left in a hurry so I followed her".

"You stalked Madame Black? Are you bloody insane? What the hell was you thinking? You call yourself the brightest witch of our age and you do something completely idiotic." Blowing his fringe from his eyes. Leaning towards Hermione as anger flashed through his green eyes.

Gritting her teeth in annoyance at Harry's attitude. "Death eaters wife or do you forget that?" Slamming the mug down. "Why do you care what I do anyway?".

Disbelief was visible on his face. "You owled me remember! Please tell me you didn't do something completely stupid?" His tone pleading.

"I called her out on her stuck up sons attitude and maybe that her husband could no longer put up with her frigid ways" Hermione shifted nervously.

"How could YOU?" Throwing down galleons on the table, Harry stood. "What ever has happened to you, needs to be sorted out. You're a bloody mess. Go to Malfoy Manor and talk to Lucius." He shook his head. "For someone that protested that Draco did change, someone that saved him from punishment and helped him to return to Hogwarts then became close buddies you sure don't show remorse or regret".

With that Harry left Hermione sitting alone at the booth confusion etched on her features. Great job Hermione. I don't remember anything he claims I did. Remorse, regret what?. Past tense. Burying her head in her hands.

Narcissa momentarily paused at the large white stone standing from the ground with small trinkets charmed around the memorial. Her heart pounded fast in her chest as she read the worn inscriptions.

Here lies three unsung heroes that helped light up the dark

Edward Tonks beloved husband and father

Nymphadora Tonks-Lupin beloved daughter and mother

Remus Lupin beloved son and father

You may be gone but the world shall never forget

Amor Aeternus

Conjuring up a bouquet of white roses the blonde gently placed them against the stone of three people she never got to meet. The sadness threatened to overwhelm her.

"Dora would of enjoyed your dry wit Cissa" A gentle voice called out from behind her.

Narcissa spun on her heel facing her sister Andromeda.

"Come in teas ready. We do have another guest."

Narcissa followed her into the small homely cottage.

The two sisters entered the kitchen, Narcissa taking a seat by her great nephew Teddy at the table who was busy creating colourful patterns on paper with paint. His hair changing from bubble-gum pink to blonde as he noticed her.

Harry still chopping vegetables at the kitchen counter unaware of Narcissa's sudden presence carried on. "I'm afraid Andy if she carries on we will lose her".

"Tell me what happened this morning" Andromeda coxed the wizard, as she gracefully poured the tea, taking it to the table. Her dark eyes meeting her little sisters blue ones, a finger touching her lips nodding at the boy.

Sighing. "Hermione decided to follow your sister this morning and was out of character." Knife pausing in mid air. "I sent her to Malfoy manor. Something doesn't add up"

Andromeda sipped her tea, watching Narcissa openly. To the outside world she was picture perfect, cool and collected but she could see the sudden tension in the blonde's shoulders at the mention of Hermione. Very interesting.

"She insulted Draco to Madame Black's face this morning but after becoming friends with him she never allowed anyone to say a bad thing against him. I remember Ron did once before they graduated their eighth year and ended up in Mungos for a week unconscious. Do you think she has drunk so much that her memories are affected?" Turning around to face Andromeda, dropping the knife at the sight of her guest. "My apologies Madame Black. I didn't know you..."

Narcissa eyed the boy wizard over her tea cup. "No need to keep apologising on your friend's behalf Mr Potter" Her voice ice cold. "How much does Miss Granger drink?".

Stumbling to pick up the sharp blade. "A lot I think, every night for the past year or two. She lost her job as well recently, apparently the ministry won't employ people that drink on the job. I think she has been drinking excessively since Draco di..." He abruptly stopped, eyes wide.

Andromeda jumped in saving the awkward pause from spreading. "Harry why don't you take Ted to bed." Turning to her grandson, "come on Teddy, uncle harry will read you a bedtime story" cooing to the four year old. "Kiss auntie Cissy goodnight".

Narcissa elegantly leant down as the boy sloppily kissed her cheek. "Nighty" and repeating the gesture to his grandmother before the boy totted off after his godfather.

"Interesting indeed." A smirk playing on her lips, "be a dear Cissa and set the table." Leaving the vegetables to cook as she left the room.