They didn't know what to say or think; even after all the horrible things that they did to him and his friends, Harry Potter forgave them, and convinced the reconstituted Ministry of Magic and the acting Minister, Kingsley Shacklebot to pardon them for their crimes (and it was not an easy task), but he still went through all that effort to save them from imprisonment in Azkaban. When they saw him in the corridors of the Ministry and asked him why, he responded:
"Because you saved my life." Said Harry.
"We didn't, it was just my wife you saved you." Explained Lucius.
"Oh, I know that Mr. Malfoy, but it just seemed right to help all three of you and not just her." Harry replied.
"But what made you think that?" Narcissa asked.
"I did it for two reasons: the first was out of gratitude, I owe you a lot Mrs. Malfoy, and I know that what you want the most is to be with your family. And the second one was because I knew your reason; you lied to Voldemort about me being dead in order to find your husband and son and reunite your family as one, and I saw you and your husband during the battle, you didn't fight, but instead looked for your son, and I believe that people who would place their families first deserve second chances."
The three Malfoys were awed by what Harry said; they could hardly believe that a young seventeen-year old man, who was orphaned at an early age, and faced adversities that no normal adult could face, let alone handle, could be so forgiving and compassionate, that he was willing to overlook all their crimes and flaws and give them freedom instead of the punishment that they truly deserve.
"Mr. Potter…" started Lucius, "I…I don't how to thank you for all this."
"You don't have to do anything for me Mr. Malfoy."
"Potter, I mean… H-Harry," the youngest Malfoy referred to his former rival by his first name for the first time, "Thank you. Even after all that we did… what I did to you and to Weasl-, I mean, Ronald, and to your friend the Mu-, I mean to, Hermione…"
Draco was struggling to find the right words to say to him, he wanted to apologize for everything horrible that he did to him and to his friends, and more importantly, thank him.
"Draco…" now it was Harry's turn to address him by his first name, "It's alright; I know what you're trying to say."
"Still, I'm grateful." Said Draco. "And I'm sorry, for everything." He added, afterwards, he uncertainly raised his hand.
Harry slowly, but immediately took his hand and shook it, silently saying that all was forgiven.
"I am forever grateful to you for this, Mr. Potter." Said Narcissa.
"You're more than welcome, Mrs. Malfoy." Said Harry.
There was a shuffle of footsteps approaching them and a voice:
"Mr. Potter, Mr. Shacklebot is looking for you." Said an Auror.
"All right. Tell him that I'm on my way."
The Auror nodded and left.
"Well, I've been called, I must go, and I wish you all well."
"Goodbye, and uh… take care." Lucius said a bit awkwardly.
"I hope to see you again sometime soon." Said Narcissa with more confidence.
"See you soon Po-, I mean Harry." Said Draco whilst waving at him somewhat shyly, and giving him a small, uncertain but nevertheless, sincere and genuine smile.
"Goodbye to you all." Said Harry while smiling.
19 years later…
Malfoy Manor seemed radiant and cheerful compared to the way it was during the Second Wizarding War, in the grand Manor, were Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, with their son Draco, along with his wife, Astoria, and their son, Scorpius, who were visiting.
"Draco, Astoria, Scorpius, it's wonderful to see you again." Greeted Narcissa.
The three visitors kissed the female Malfoy on the cheek, while they each hugged Lucius.
"So how have you all been?" asked Lucius.
"We've been doing well, Father." Replied Draco.
"So, you owled us saying that young Scorpius has been accepted to Hogwarts, that's great news! Congratulations, my grandson!" exclaimed Narcissa.
"Great indeed. Now, I'm not saying that you must, Scorpius, but we'd prefer it best if you were sorted in Slytherin, since that has been the traditional House of the House of Black, Malfoy Family, and Greengrass Family. We will not hold it against you if you were sorted in a different House, but do try to be sorted there, alright? Lucius told his grandson.
"Yes, Grandfather." Replied the youngest Malfoy.
"Very good. But keep in mind that wherever you are sorted, we will expect you to get good grades, I won't have my only grandchild to not have a good future." Lucius said the last part in a rather stern manner.
"I understand, Grandfather."
"Excellent."
"Now that that's settled, shall we have tea?" offered Narcissa.
They spent hours chattering about how they have been, what they have been doing, and so on and so forth until it was almost sunset.
"Well, we must be going now, it is almost dark outside." Said Draco whilst standing up.
"Yes, and we must go to Diagon Alley tomorrow to purchase Scorpius' things for school." Said Astoria.
"Very well. I wish you all a safe trip home." Narcissa said warmly.
"Goodbye, and take care of yourselves." Said Lucius.
"We will, Father." Replied Draco.
After they kissed Narcissa on the cheek, and embraced Lucius one more time, they exited the grand manor before dissapparating, leaving Lucius and Narcissa alone one again.
They were sitting in the drawing room quietly, but the silence was soon broken when Narcissa giggled.
"What is amusing you, dearest?" Lucius asked his wife.
"I just recalled something that you said when Draco and his family were still here."
"And what would that be?"
"You told Scorpius that you'll be fine with him not being sorted in to Slytherin." She replied.
"And what's so funny about that?" a confused Lucius asked.
"When Draco was his age, you told our son that if he wasn't sorted into Slytherin, you'll disown and disinherit him for breaking tradition." She replied whilst still giggling.
"Well that was a long time ago, Narcissa, and times change." He explained.
"I suppose you are right."
"But do you know what will never change?" he asked his wife.
"What?" she asked.
Lucius stood up from his chair and strode towards Narcissa, and then afterwards took her hands in to his, before saying: "My love for you."
"Oh, Lucius. You're very loving." She told him looking directly in to his grey eyes.
They stared at each other for a moment before kissing each other passionately, and even though that they were already aged with time; they felt as if they were two young teenagers who fell in love with each other while they were still at Hogwarts once again.