Harry did not say anything. Narcissa knew that wasn't immediately true. Katie Bell, Madam Rosmerta, Ron and Bill Weasley had all suffered from his attempts to kill Dumbledore. 
                              
"I'm so sorry for what you went though. Thank you for telling me. Will you tell your 온라인카지노게임 in court, if need be?"
                              
"Yes. I'll do anything."
                              
"Is there anyone else who was at the manor? That's alive, I mean."
                              
Narcissa frowned. Voldemort, Bellatrix, Lucius, Severus, Wormtail, Greyback... all were dead. "My brother-in-law and his brother... they weren't around much... I heard they're still at large. Oh... and the... captives."
                              
"Ollivander and Luna."
                              
"Ollivander was there the longest. Luna Lovegood a few weeks. They would have heard Draco... scream."
                              
"Well, I will ask. Did Draco tell you anything about the Battle of Hogwarts?"
                              
"That you saved his life."
                              
"Anything else?"
                              
Narcissa looked confused, trying to remember. "He said that Crabbe was dead and Goyle was after him."
                              
"Goyle? He said that? You sure?"
                              
"Yeah, I didn't ask him why."
                              
"Goyle is still at large, too. But Draco saved him from the fire."
                              
"I don't know. I was just so relieved that Voldemort was dead, I didn't readily pull information out of him."
                              
Harry nodded, she could see the wheels turning in his head. He asked a few more questions, but that was it. He finally released her hands and started to eye her small apartment curiously.
                              
"It's not bad. It'd actually be worse if it was larger and no one was here," she said, missing her family.
                              
Harry then looked at the Hogwarts trunk, nestled up against the wall. 
                              
"It's Draco's," she murmured. "I shrunk everything of his. They let me take anything I wanted from the house. There's more boxes in the closet. I don't miss the Manor. It was a prison for me... and Draco."
                              
"Is there anything you need? I can help," Harry said, looking at her.
                              
"No, I'm fine. Work takes my mind off... everything. Therapeutic. I have enough to get by. Besides, you're doing what I need most, returning my son to me."
                              
Harry straightened up. "I'll get him out. One way or another."
                              
"Thank you," Narcissa said and hugged him. "He's all I have."
                              
Harry returned her hug, but when they broke apart, he looked into her eyes. "He's not all you have, you know?"
                              
"What?" she asked.
                              
"Your sister?"
                              
Narcissa drew her breath, immediately thinking of her crazed, lunatic sister Bellatrix.
                              
"Andromeda?" Harry offered.
                              
"Oh..." she started, unsure. "We haven't talked in over two decades."
                              
"Well, she lost her husband and only daughter in the war. All she has is her grandson, Teddy, and me."
                              
"She wouldn't... I wouldn't even know what to say."
                              
"It doesn't matter. It's family. Your family. All it takes is one step in the right direction. It might be hard, but peace can be had. I mean you're talking to me, aren't you? You need someone." 
                              
"I don't have an owl."
                              
"I'll send Aladynn to you, when she returns. I think you should try. It's better than stewing here by yourself."