My Soul's longing for you...

cHaPtEr 3

Three years later...

„You did not write her in three years??!! By Merlin, Narcissa! Do I have remind you, that it was you, who talked to me about her?!" Andromeda tried to hold back her anger, or better say, she tried to not to yell that loud at her sister, who was sitting in her living room, drinking coffee with her.

„Cissy, you saved her life... you put yourself in danger for her. For her and also for Harry. If not for the whole wizarding world..."

„Don't make a war hero out of me, Dromeda... I've helped her with white magic, and yes I know perfectly well, that Bellatrix would have killed us all, if I would have stopped her. She was deranged enough for that... and yes, I know that I've risked my life, when I lied to Voldemort..." she sighed „but I don't know why I haven't wrote her in those last three years. Perhaps I've wanted for her to live. To recover from that shitty war..."

Andromeda also sighed, and placed a hand on Narcissa's arm.

„Do you miss her...?"

„Of course I do..."

„Are you still thinking about teaching at Hogwarts?"

„I do... Draco had finished his last year, and wants to work at Gringotts, but I want to do something new in my life."

Andromeda nodded: „Alright... in my opinion... it is a good decision, but you really ought right her."

„I know... believe me I really know that, but..."

„But...?"

„What if she can't forgive me, that I didn't stop Bella? What if it was not enough, what I've done?"

Andromeda squeezed her hand, and said: „You only know that, if you would find out."

And she knew her sister was right with that, and so she decided to write Minerva McGonagall, the new head mistress of Hogwarts, and it was only three days later, when she got an answer...

It was only another day later, when Narcissa's heart almost jumped out of her chest... she went back into the living room of her flat, where an owl was sitting on her table. And she would notice that handwriting on the letter, the owl was carring, from miles away. She took it with shaking fingers, opened and read it:

"Narcissa, 

I know it was not right from me, not to write you, but I thought you would need time after the war, after your husband's death, which for I'm really sorry about, and I know it is a weak excuse...

I'm asking for forgiveness for that... I can't even tell you, why I didn't write you in those three years, because I just don't know it... I know how stupid that sounds, Narcissa, but... that's the truth...

Just in case you are even read this... I'm thinking about going back to Hogwarts...

Minerva had offered me the herbology teacher's position, but... I'm not sure, I mean I'm 21 and I have absolutely no idea how to teach...

Would it be too much, to ask about your opinion?

- Hermione..."

****

Narcissa bit her lower lip, looked up the address, and disapparated, before she knocked at a particular door...

Hermione looked up from a book, when someone knocked on her door, hoping it wouldn't be Ron again, she grabbed her wand, went over to the door, and said: „Ron I've told you, I don't want to see you anymore!!!"