Disclaimer: I still don't own anything.
A few days have passed. Narcissa grew weaker each day. She finally grew the courage to tell someone. She knew that if she kept up with her eating disorder that her family would soon discover her secret, or worse perish. She wanted to be around to see her son's family grow. She was going to confine in the one person that she thought she would never associate with. For some reason, she felt a slight connection too. She weakly made her way to the Ministry of Magic. She inquired where Miss. Granger worked and found her way to her office. She gulped and knocked on Hermione's office door.
Hermione lifted her head, "Mrs. Malfoy?" Hermione's confused looked went along with her voice.
Narcissa smiled, "Could I, please come in?" Her voice asked shaking.
"Yes, please come in," Hermione stood motioning for Narcissa to sit. What do I have the pleasure today?
Narcissa chuckled, "Please Miss. Granger, I am sure you are not too happy to see me but I felt the need to talk to you. This has nothing to do with Mythical Creatures. I hope you do not mind me bothering."
Hermione smiled slightly, "Mrs. Malf.." Narcissa quickly interrupted. Please call me Narcissa."
Hermione thrown back a little, "You can call me Hermione. Don't worry you're not a bother. I am assuming you are here to talk to me about the other night at the Four Broomsticks?"
Narcissa lowered her head. Hermione walked over and took a seat next to her holding her hand. "Not to anger you or anything but you have very loud thoughts. I did not try to read them, but they screamed out that night."
Narcissa's eyes shoot up at Hermione's. "They say you are the brightest witch of your time. I was hoping you can help me." Narcissa whispered; not caring that Hermione was able to hear her deepest secret.
Hermione sighed "Yes, they do say that. But how come you're family cannot hear your cries? I do not mind that you came to me for help."
Narcissa shook her head, "I don't know. Draco and Lucius have noticed something is wrong. I prefer Lucius not knowing because he wants the perfect wife. I do not want Draco knowing the truth, as well. Narcissa stared down at Hermione's hands. "Maybe we have some connection?"
Hermione shrugged her shoulders, "Your secret is safe with me." Hermione's voice trailed off she leaned in to hug Narcissa gently, afraid she was going to cause harm to her frail body.
Narcissa broke into sobs crying on Hermione's shoulder. Her voice was shaking as she spoke to Hermione. "It is too hard being perfect. It never is easy being the wife of a well off family. I am Lucius's trophy wife. Do not get me wrong, he loves me but I am obsessed with being perfect. It is not worth it, I am dying slowly and my magical abilities are weakening with my body. I knew all along that this was not right. I knew obsession was not healthy and would not end well. No obsession will ever end well"
Hermione held Narcissa close and rubbed her back in comfort. "Narcissa…" She pulled away slightly, lifted her chin, and stared into her blue eyes. "You're beautiful, always have been. If Lucius truly loves you, he will love you with all your flaws. Eating disorders are generally a muggle problem, very rare in the Wizarding World, but you do have the strength deep down to heal."
Narcissa smiled weakly gripping Hermione's hand. "Before we start, I feel the need to apologize for what my sister did to you in my manor. I am sorry I did not have the power or courage to stop her."
Hermione smiled back, "Don't be sorry, you did not have much of a choice. She probably would have hexed you for intervening."
"So where do we begin?" Narcissa asked with a shaky voice. Deep down she knew she made the right choice. Her husband may not like that she put her trust into an individual from the Golden Trio. She knew that she needed help and the brightest witch, who was a muggle born would be able to help her. She knew Hermione would be able to help restore her self-confidence she lost though her obsession of perfection.
Ending notes: Yeah, not sure where I was going. If you have a form of an eating disorder, please get help, tell someone you trust. I know from personal experience with personal problems sometimes it is easier opening up to someone you do not know. I almost developed a full-blown eating disorder in high school. A friend recognized it and helped me in an indirect way.