Lord Voldemort is dead, Sirius Black is a free man, and Harry is the most powerful wizard in Britain. But as the dust settles, a soul-deep ache manifests, a mate bond tethering Harry to the last person the world would expect. Lucius Malfoy is a man undone. With his Dark Master gone, Narcissa has taken her freedom and her divorce, leaving Lucius to face the Ministry's judgment alone. He is a pariah, a man whose pride has been stripped away, and he has no idea that his life now depends on the boy who brought his world crashing down. Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. It belongs to J.K.Rowling. I am only borrowing the characters. The story is mine.