Narcissa starts stretching with the grace of a feline and yawns. When she notices Hermione sitting there, she sits up abruptly and her eyes widen at once. She hisses „What are you doing here?"
Hermione POV
„Good morning to you too. How much of last night do you remember?"Hermione asks Narcissa. The blonde seems to think about her question then she screeches „Please tell me that didn't actually happen!" „Well, then I am sorry disappoint you, but it did happen. I am gonna say this once and then never again. There are always people who care, you can alway choose a differently and you aren't a bad person if you feel guilty for what you did. If people talk badly about you it means that their lives too boring and you should never take what they say to heart. I am sure you know all of this but I wanted to make sure. You probably have a massive head ache, you really should not drink so much. You are very skinny and if you don't eat before drinking a whole bottle of fire whiskey by yourself, you really cant expect anything else. I brought you some hangover potion and a glass of water. That is my clue to leave, I hope you feel better soon!" She got up to leave when the older witch put a hand on her arm. „Thank you Ms. Granger, I shouldn't have acted this way. May I ask why you stayed though?" Why did she stay? Hermione choose to go with the truth once again. „I couldn't leave you by yourself, I didn't know if you would puke or fend for yourself after waking up." „That was very considerate of you. Can I repay you with lunch tomorrow?" „You really don't have to, I would have done the same think for anyone else…" She stutters. „I still want to repay you for your kindness, anyone else would just have left me at the bar." Hermione looks into sincere blue eyes. „Okay, how about 1pm in front of the Ministry?" „That sounds acceptable, I will see you then. And I hope you find yourself out?" „Of course, good bye Mrs. Malfoy." „Didn't I tell you not to call me that?" „Oh I guess you did. Good bye then, Narcissa." That was the most awkward time that Hermione had had in a long time.
Narcissa POV
She leans back against the pillows and groans, quickly she retrieves the potion and gulps it down in one go. When she looks around she notices that the window and curtain are closed. Hermione must have closed them when they got here, also she was quite comfortable, when she looks down at herself she notices the blue pajamas. Oh, Merlin did the girl actually undress me? Yes, she did my clothes are over there..Shit! Merlin, I am not even wearing a bra, did she see my breasts? She realizes just a few years ago she wouldn't have cared at all who saw her half naked, but now she could help but feel self conscious. Narcissa knew that she wasn't unattractive, but her husband hadn't looked at her in the last twenty years and she wasn't a cheater. So no one but that mudblood girl had seen her body in quite some time. Why do you care though Cissy? She is nice, and she cared for me when anyone else would have just left me on my own. She is a woman Narcissa! I didn't say I wanted to marry her, but maybe if I try we could be friends..It felt nice to be cared for for once. I did invite her to lunch, oh merlin what am i going to wear? Where am I taking her? Do you have a crush on the mudblood Cissa? What no, I just don't want to make a fool of myself. Keep telling yourself that. Shut up!
The next day at exactly 1pm she arrived at the Ministry entrance, the girl wasn't there yet. What if she decided not to show? I am so stupid, so stupid! What would she want to do with me? I am almost fifty, she could be my daughter! A gentle hand on her shoulder shakes her from her thoughts. She looks up into gentle caramel eyes. „Hello Narcissa, are you quite alright?" She liked the way her name sounded from the girls lips. „Yes I am fine, shall we?" „We shall, where are you taking me?" „You will see, it is not far from here though!" In a companionable silence the two witches walked alongside each other.
Different POV
The two witches didn't notice the looks they were given and the whispers that followed them everywhere they went. Too absorbed in their thoughts they finally arrived at a nice restaurant. Hermione wasn't really surprised, she was having lunch with Narcissa Malfoy after all. Only now did she really look at the older witch, she wore a beautiful navy dress that ended just above her knees. Narcissa had dark brown boots on and her blonde mane shimmered in the wind. She had on minimal makeup and looked all in all very relaxed and comfortable. Her eyes had a sparkle and even though she wasn't smiling outwardly, Hermione thought that her magic seemed to hum. When they sat down at a table at the back, Narcissa took a good look at Hermione, she wore black slacks and a white blouse her jewelry was simple but the gold looked good on her and she was openly smiling at Narcissa, she couldn't remember the last time that anyone gave her so much positive attention without wanting anything from her except some nice conversation. „I am very curious I know but, why do you always look as if someone petrified all of your face? I mean, oh merlin that sounded very rude and wrong, I just, I don't know. There is just no emotion and I don't know why we are even sitting here. If you would have told me before the war that one day I would sit in a nice restaurant with Narcissa Malfoy, I would have told you you were crazy. But here we are and you look very uncomfortable even though your magic seems content, and I am rambling aren't I?" At that Narcissa outright laughed and her eyes twinkled. Hermione was baffled! „You must know that I am a daughter of the most noble and ancient house of Black and therefore I was taught how to school my features and I understand what you mean, against your judgement I am not uncomfortable at all. I know it is weird but I am quite content. What did you mean when you said my magic seemed happy?" „That explains a lot, and well I oftentimes can judge people moods by the waves of magic they have around them, usually the face and magic are in the same mood. You are different, sometimes on events you smile at people but your magic seems very unhappy. Right now though, your features are well, for a lack of word, icy and your magic is purring or humming around you. I have never noticed anything like that before." „I cannot feel magic like that, you might be very special with a talent like that! My magic purrs?" „I always thought everyone could do that! I will look into it. But yes it does!" They finished their meals before Narcissa started to talk again. „I may have an idea why it purrs, would you mind to accompany me to my home for a few minutes?" „Of course not!" Narcissa took Hermiones hand and a sort of electric current seemed to run through their whole bodies. With a plop they were standing in the blondes bedroom once again. „Do not freak out please!" Two seconds later a baby tiger was standing in front of Hermione. She couldn't help herself but started to coo and when the tiger baby came closer to her she started to pet it. Hermione sat on the ground and the tiger pup put its head in her lap and purred when she stroked its shiny fur. „An animagus? And a feline at that, who would have imagined. Well I guess that explains the purring somewhat, I still don't understand why it started when I came though. I know your magic didn't do that when you were unaware of me but it started right when you saw me." The tiger licked her face. „Oh my god, you like me don't you? That's why cats purr and your magic did because I was close!" Instead of an answer the baby feline just fell asleep in her lap.