Several months had went by since the battle at the manor and Lucius Malfoy's death and things had gone back to normal, or as normal as things were before that night. It was now winter break and Harry and Draco were back at the Malfoy Manor for the holidays. While he never said anything about it, Harry knew that Draco felt guilty about the whole thing. It was still something terrible to have done, whether he meant to do it or not. The only thing that made him feel better was the new family he had, he never had to worry about his father again.

Currently, Harry was standing in his room, getting ready to go downstairs when suddenly his door opened and Draco walked in, looking none to pleased.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked when he saw his expression.

"Why are Mr. and Mrs. Weasley here with the Weasel, Weaselette, and Granger?"

He looked at his god brother in surprise.

"What? They're here?"

"Like you didn't invite them?"

"I didn't. Your mother must have invited them."

"Why would my mother invite them, of all people?"

"Because she knows they're my friends."

"I don't want your friends here."

"Come on, I thought you said you'd make an effort with them."

Draco had been getting along with Ron and Hermione better since he saved Harry's life, but for some reason he just didn't want them in his house. Draco muttered something under his breath while Harry just shook his head and continued to get ready.

After a minute, Draco spoke up again.

"Hey, guess what? I finally decided to change my name."

Harry looked at him.

"You did?"

"Yes. My legal name is now Draco Xavier Malfoy-Black."

"You almost have as many names as the headmaster now." Harry responded with a grin.

Draco rolled his eyes.

"What about you?" He then asked.

"What about me?"

"Have you thought about changing your name too?"

Harry thought about that for a moment.

"No...I don't think it's necessary."

"That's fine." Draco nodded. He himself then started thinking about something that had been on his mind for quiet a while now as he looked at Harry.

"You know I've been thinking...we've spent the last five years fighting with each other, and we were god-brothers the whole time."

"Yeah, I know."

"I wonder how things would have been if my mother became your god-mother right away, after your parents..."

"Things would have been a lot different." Harry admitted. "But I think in it's own screwed up way, maybe this was how it was meant to be."

Just then, the door opened and Max, the new house elf stuck his head in.

"Uh…the guests are waiting Mr. Malfoy."

Draco nodded as Max left the room and he turned to look back at his god-brother.

"Ready to go downstairs?" He asked while heading over to the door.

"Wait…I have something for you."

He turned back around with one of his eyebrows raised in curiosity as Harry leaned down and pulled a package out from underneath his bed.

"But I didn't get you anything."

"It's okay."

Truth be told, Harry still felt a little guilty about the death of Lucius. If only he had told Draco about his nightmare sooner maybe the whole thing could have been avoided, and he felt like he owed Draco something. His god-brother took the gift from his hands and ripped open the paper to see that it was a sterling silver dragon on a Malachite Pendant. Draco's eyes widened in surprise.


"Do you like it?"

Draco nodded.

"Where did you get the money for this? These things are expensive."

"Well, you do you that since we're god brothers we share the same family bank vault."

"What? You mean I actually have to share my money with you!"

Harry rolled his eyes.

"Oh god, I hope you don't starve."

"Whatever, let's just go downstairs."

Harry and Draco finally left the room and took the elevator down to the first floor. When they stepped out they were immediately passed by their potion's teacher. Harry's expression quickly changed as he had not expected to see him.

"Mr. Potter," Snape greeted before walking back towards the living room. Harry turned his head to look at Draco, who smirked at him in return.

"If I have to put up with your friends, you have to put up with mine."

They continued to watch as Snape walked closer to the living room where he was greeted by Narcissa, who smiled brightly when she saw him.

"You know, I can't help notice that Snape and your mother have been really friendly lately."

Draco slowly turned his head to stare at Harry, with a disturbed look on his face.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing." Harry said innocently, a smirk now coming to his face.

When they walked into the living room, they saw Hermione, Ron, and Ginny sitting by the fireplace and Arthur and Molly Weasley standing by Narcissa and Snape who was also there with Andromeda and her husband as well as Nymphadora. Draco couldn't help but smile a little as he watched his mother, she looked so happy right now, happier than he had ever seen her before. Harry then walked over to join his friends while Draco went to be with the adults.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Weasel…y," Draco greeted, remembering to be polite…for Harry's sake.

"Hello dear," Molly smiled. "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas."

They all sat in the living room for a few minutes talking before the house elves came into the room and told them all that dinner was ready.

Harry, Draco, Narcissa, Snape, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Andromeda, Ted, Nymphadora, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley all made their way to the dining room and took their seats. Harry smiled as he looked around the table but said nothing.

He knew that Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters were still out there, but for the first time…he had a good feeling about things. He felt that everything was going to be okay.

This change he had gone though since the summer, as strange as it was, was only the beginning of good things to come.

He could feel it.

The End.