Hermione was looking down at the white cub in her lap. Narcissa Malfoy had the animagus of a white tiger cub, who would have thought. Her eyes were still an icy blue even in her animal state. Now those beautiful eyes were close…Wait beautiful eyes `Mione? `What the hell? Are you attracted to that witch? I might be. Well you better not. Whyyyyy? She is a bad influence. I sound like my mum! I don't know if I like her or want a relationship with her but the attraction is there..Of course it is there, the woman is unbelievably hot, the ruby lips, blonde mane and those legs! Lets not even start with the boobs or eyes…Hermione pull yourself together she's like 20 years older than you! But she is hot and witches age slower and Blacks even slower than that! Oh well, we will see where this is gonna lead.
Narcissa pulled her tail around her body and made herself at home curled up in Hermione's lap. The cub really needed a nap, and where the proud pureblood would never have looked for physical contact the animal baby needed it and the woman probably did too. The brunette was in awe seeing the white tiger in her lap, purring contently, while taking a nap. Hermione picked the cub up and went to lay on the sofa with the tiger on her belly and joined the sleeping. With the constant nightmares she didn't get much sleep, and judging by the dark circles under Narcissa's eyes she usually didn't either and so they slept peacefully feeling protected by the other.
When both of them woke up a few hours later, Narcissa was in her human form again, the magic must have slipped while she was in a deep slumber. Now the older witch was lying half on top of Hermione and she had to admit, that she was feeling well and rejuvenated. It was probably the best rest she had gotten in years. Narcissa took a look at the younger woman's face, she was not extraordinarily pretty but she had something that made her unbelievably attractive. Narcissa just couldn't figure out what it was. Hermione was delicate, her bone structure was beautiful and she couldn't help but look at her in amazement. Instead of running away, the witch had stayed with her again and even allowed her close to her body.
When Hermione woke up she looked straight into sea blue eyes that seemed to be deep in thought. Hermione knew that she was attracted to Narcissa but she didn't think that she could act on it, she was still married to Malfoy and her arch enemies' son. It would be weird to be in a relationship with Draco's mum. Where did that come from?
Narcissa was ripped out of her thoughts when she noticed the body under her relaxing, She didn't know why that would be the reaction to receive when she was lying on top of someone she once despised. Who she watched being tortured by her sister, and why the bloody hell would she relax?
„Hello again Mrs. Mal…Narcissa. You are a very cute cub, and a very tired little thing as well." Hermione grinned at Narcissa, the older witch showed no intention to move and she couldn't say that she felt bad about that. „I have been an animagus ever since Draco was born, it made my life easier when I just needed some time for myself. No one would look for a tiny tiger." „I cant say that I am not surprised, but the purring makes sense now. As much as I have enjoyed this nap, I need to leave. Work is waiting for me…" Narcissa didn't budge an inch. „It would be nice if you could let me out? I am kind of unable to move." She said with a smirk. Immediately Narcissa shot up and was on her feet. „I am sorry for invading your privacy, it wont happen again." „It was no big deal, don't worry about it. I do need to leave though, so have a good day! I really liked lunch, maybe we could do that again?" Hermione really didn't know why she even wanted to spend more time with the woman, but she could not help herself somehow. She liked being around Narcissa and she had a calming effect on her. She just hoped that she wasn't overstepping boundaries.
Narcissa was surprised at the question, she knew Hermione liked her, she let her sleep on top of her after all, but Hermione had to have bad feelings towards her. She watched her be tortured just a few months ago, and now they would have a friendly meal, AGAIN? Still, Narcissa could not resist the offer. „I did too and I would like to do that. How about we meet for tea on Sunday? I know just the place." Hermione thought that was a good idea, especially because she would not have as much work on a Sunday. She was first secretary of the minister and soon their would be an election for the new minister of magic and she really hoped to be considered. Therefore there was no way that she could let work slip. „That would be great, could you pick me up at my office?" „On a Sunday? I didn't think you would be at the ministry…" „My job is very taxing and my free time is pretty much non existent. My friends often tease me about it. But Sundays are the easy days that is why it would be perfect." „You should not over work yourself like that, but I will pick you up." „Alright, thank you. I will see you on Sunday then!" With that Hermione disappeared in turquoise smoke. She had figured out what the Death Eaters did and thought it cool to disappear in colored smoke. Usually it was white smoke though. Turquoise, why would it be…Oh no. It is the color of Narcissas eyes. Hermione you are in this deep!