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Last time:

Now I should give him a little hint of who I was. "What Malfoy to embarrassed that you were caught. Well serves you right you foul, loathsome, evil, little, cockroach." I smirk when his head snaps up. His silver blue eyes wide with shock.

"Why did you call me that?" Okay I thought he was smart.

"Well you see before my family found me I was someone else. I was just giving you a clue. You ferret."

"Huh still don't understand." He must really be stupid not to figure it out.

"You really are ignorant. Or maybe I just punched you to hared back in third year." His face changed. He finally figured it out.

"Gr…Granger?"

This time:

"Yep but it's Snape now." His jaw drops. I giggle at the sight. If possible his eyes widened even more. I guess he knew that I had been someone else, but he probably wouldn't have guessed it would be Mud-blood Granger.

I could tell everyone was confused. "Draco how exactly do you know this girl? Who was she? And what the hell did she mean about punching you back in your third year at school?" Damn did he really have to open his mouth? He really is annoying.

Now to have some more fun, I don't think I'll let Malfoy explain. Well here it goes. "Well Lucius what I mean is the person I was before the glamour wore off was the one and only Hermione Granger. Yes the best friend to the famous Harry Potter. Draco and I are in the same year at Hogwarts. I'm the one that beats him in every class. And as for the punch back in third year well…he said something I didn't like so I punched him in the face." I can see that both of Malfoy's parents are surprised. Even my father looks shocked. But Narcissa also shows something else, but I'm not quite sure what it is.

Narcissa leaves her husband's side and walks over to me. "So you're Hermione. I have heard quite a bit about you from Draco. If you don't mind me saying this, I think Draco has liked you for a while. He never stops talking about you."

Wait what? There is no way that Malfoy liked me. He taunted and tormented me for the past six years." Mother that's not true and you know it." He won't look at his mother. He doesn't want to show his eyes. They would give everything away. Eyes tend to do that, I don't know why, they just do.

I walk over to Malfoy and stand in front of him. I pull his face up by lifting under his jaw. "Now say that again, but this time look me in the eyes. And no don't worry I can't read minds so you don't have to worry. All I want to know is the truth. Did you like me, Hermione Granger?" I know this can be hard for someone to answer especially in front of our parents. "Please just tell me, it doesn't matter what your answer is as long as you tell me the truth."

I can see that he is slightly uncomfortable, but he does have a reason to be. He looks down slightly, just to meet my eyes. After the change I am still a head shorter than him. He easily is six feet tall. He even has a few inches on each of my brothers. Taking my hand in his, his eyes boring into mine. "Can we go somewhere else to discuss this? Without the audience?"

Without breaking away from his eyes I nod my head once. He gives me a small smile, one that if you weren't looking closely enough you wouldn't have seen it. Keeping my hand in his he pulls me toward the garden, not bothering to look back at our families. Right not I really don't care about them or dinner, I want to know what is going on in Malfoy's head.

He leads me out to a stone bench in the middle of the garden, where we are surrounded by hundreds of lily flowers. Even when we take a seat he still doesn't let my hand go, he actually tightens his grip a bit, afraid that I will try to take it back I guess. I hear him take in a deep breath and I turn towards him to listen to his explanation.

In a soft voice he begins. "Hermione, Mya, what my mother says is true. I do like you." I gasp softly, not really believing him after everything that he has done to me in the past.

"I know that it sounds odd, that it doesn't seem like it could be true but it is. I can never properly apologize to you for my actions and words in the past but please know that I never meant any of it. I had to act that way in school, to put up a front for the other Slytherins. Because of the war, and the different sides I had to do what I did to protect my family. If Voldemort's spies in the school, sons and daughters of Deatheaters, thought that I wasn't loyal to him he would hurt my family, or worse. It hurt every time I hurt you, every time I insulted you. I could never mean any of those things, at least not to you. A few of the things I said to Potter and Weasley were true."

I can't help but let out a small laugh at that. At least he didn't fake everything. Even though I giggled slightly his eyes are closed, waiting for my response, which I guess he thinks won't be good.

Using my free hand I cup his cheek and raise his face to mine. In a soft voice I start to speak. "Draco, I believe you." His eyes open so fast and shock crosses his face. "I understand why you did what you did. You don't have to apologize for what you had to do. We both went through the war, on different sides but we all had to do things that we didn't want to. Things were out of our hands, we just had to play along to survive. The war is over now." He places his hand over mine on his cheek and smiles at me. "It is a time for new beginnings, to rebuild what was destroyed. So why don't we start here." I take my hand off of his face, and my other out of his grasp. His smile turns into a frown.

I stand up and face him, and hold out my hand and smile. "Hello I'm Mya Snape, and you are?"

I don't think he could smile any bigger. He stands up, taking my hand in his bringing it to his lips and giving it a light kiss. "I'm Draco Malfoy Miss Snape. It is a pleasure to meet you and a hope that we will have the opportunity to get to know each other better."

I blush slightly, "I think we can manage that Mr. Malfoy."

"Call me Draco."

"Then I insist that you call me Mya."

He smiles again and pulls me into an embrace. "You have no idea how happy this makes me. I thought you would never be able to forgive me. After everything I have done to you, every name I have called you." I hold him tighter and smile into his chest, I barely reach his shoulder.

"What you did to me is nothing compared to the Grangers. Both of those parts of my life are behind me and I'm not going to focus on them. It's a time for new beginnings and new friendships." I mumble into his chest.

I can feel him tense against me, "What…"

But he was interrupted by my brothers. "Hey you two, can you hurry this up and come in so we can eat? We are starving over here and Dad won't let us eat until you both come in."

I laugh and pull away from Draco. "Come on, they won't stop until we go." I start to walk away when he grabs my hand and falls into step with me. Both making our way over to my brothers, to the rest of our families.

I don't bother to look at my brothers or my father when we enter the dining room. I just head to my seat. Draco finally releases my hand, only to pull out my chair to let me sit. I smile warmly at him and take a seat, and then he pushes in my chair and takes a seat in the chair next to mine. "Thank you Draco."

"It was my pleasure Mya." He says taking my hand in his again and bringing it to his lips, placing another light kiss on the back of my fingers.

We are just staring at one another when we are broken out of our trance by someone clearing their throat.

"Well now that all of that has been cleared up how about we all enjoy our meal." My dad looked at us and Draco lets go of my hand. With a wave of his wand a mountain of food appears in front of all of us.

Dinner was a quiet affair, no one really saying anything. Draco and I kept stealing glances at each other all throughout the meal.

After dinner we all moved into the lounge where the fire place was set with a warm glowing fire going. Draco and I sat next to each other on a loveseat while my brother sat across from us in two leather chairs while our parents sat on separate couches on both sides of us.

Narcissa is the one to break the somewhat awkward silence. "What exactly did you two talk about that changed your attitudes so much in such a short amount of time?"

I let Draco answer, since it was his mother that asked. "Mother, we just talked. We agreed that this was our chance for a new beginning. A chance to put the past behind us." He takes my hand in his again. "We are taking a chance to become friends, something that we haven't been able to do before because of the war."

She smiles warmly at us. "Thank you Mya, I don't think I have seen Draco this happy since he was a small child. There has always been such a weight on his shoulders to do what he could to help protect our family. I have always regretted putting that burden on him but because of the times I had no choice. I am glad that you have helped lessen that burden."

"Mrs. Malfoy, you have no reason to thank me. I don't hold any of his past actions against him. Truthfully I never believed that he meant them when he did them. His heart was never truly in it. I understand what war demands of everyone, I lived through it too." I squeeze Draco's hand. "The time following war is for new beginnings, to rebuild what has been broken, to heal what has been hurt, and to start things that have never been able to be started. This is a time to make new friends, to heal the relationships with other friends and family have that been hurt by the war. People do not always think clearly in times of war, they are focused on survival and little else matters. It's time to put the past behind us and let it be just what it is, the past." Her eyes are tearing up, and if I'm not mistaken my brothers and fathers are as well. Even Mr. Malfoy's eyes are shining with unshed tears.

For the rest of the night all of us talked. It didn't matter what the topic was, everyone joined in. There were times that we had to stop because we were all laughing. Tonight I saw a side of dad and the Malfoys that I have never seen before.

Before too long it was time for the Malfoys to leave. My father, brothers and I walked them to the fireplace in the entrance hall so they could floo home. I walked next to Draco, my arm around his.

Before they left Mrs. Malfoy, who told me I was to call her Narcissa because Mrs. Malfoy made her feel old, pulled me into a hug and thanked me for everything that I have done. When she let me go Lucius pulled me into a light embrace, thanking me as well for what I have done for his family. Draco took me from his father's grasp, pulling me to him. He wrapped his arms around me and thanked me again. He kissed my forehead gently and wished me a good night. I held him tighter and stood up on tip toe to kiss his cheek and wish him a good night as well. After he released me all three of them bid my family good night and left.

Both of my brothers put their arms around my shoulders and led me away from the floo. Our father not far behind us. Before too long we were outside of my room. I give all three of them a hug and wish them good night. I know that we haven't really spent any time together since they got me back but today has been one of those days that so much has happened you have to process it before you even begin to act normal again. My mind has been overwhelmed and I don't even know where to begin. I'm going to try talking to them tomorrow, once I have had a chance to wrap my head around everything that has happened today.

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