The Thirteenth
Upon arriving, Narcissa found Molly staring at the clock almost like in trance. She had noticed before that two hands, "Charlie" and "Ginevra", seemed to be frozen in a certain position. After a while, she realised Molly wouldn't react to her presence, so she stood behind her, her hands on the other woman's shoulders, waiting.
"I couldn't take it," Molly finally murmured hoarsely. "To see them point at Lost all the time. So, one day, I...I changed them. To Home."
When the red-headed woman's tears had finally subsided a little, Narcissa made tea for the first time in her life.
The Fourteenth
"Maybe I shouldn't have come." Narcissa's gaze returned to the door of the living room. Right then, there was another loud sneeze, and after that, a pitiful groan.
"Nonsense," Molly declared firmly. "You know how much of a hypochondriac every man can be if he wants. It's nothing more than a cold, and a little headache. He wouldn't be so theatrical if it were any other friend I'd spend one hour of the afternoon with. He just doesn't like that it's you, a Malfoy." She took a hearty bite of cake. "It's a good lesson."
Arthur sneezed again. Narcissa smiled.
The Fifteenth
"Are you sure it's irreversible, even by magic?"
"Yes," Molly affirmed. "I had it done at 32, after...having Ginny. We couldn't possibly afford more children. The healers told me it was safe, and final."
"And it's over with in a single day..." Narcissa repeated contemplatively. "Lucius would never have to know."
"If I were you, I'd do it," Molly said softly. "Your son needs you. And your life is worth more than a bloodline."
Narcissa smiled cynically. "Some years ago, I'd never have agreed. But circumstances have changed."
"Do you regret that?"
"Sometimes. But right now, I'm nothing but relieved."
The Sixteenth
"I'm glad you got an appointment so quickly. Will you tell Draco about it?"
"No. I'd be thankful if this could stay between you and me."
"So...you didn't tell any of your friends?"
"Friends!" Narcissa laughed cynically. "They're under supervision of the ministry, like us. It would be foolish to contact them. It's a miracle we got Lucius out of Azkaban. I didn't believe we could rely on our connexions anymore. I will not risk his freedom!" Only seconds later, she realised what she had said.
After a long, awkward pause, Molly said slowly, "We won't talk about this again."