There was genuine concern there – real maternal, motherly worry, and Hermione felt a sharp pang as she was reminded of her mother, her parents, off in Australia. Carefully mind-wiped; all their memories of Hermione extracted and stored in vials in a hidden safe at Godric's, false memories implanted in their minds to replace the gaps. No knowledge of their daughter. She saw very, very clearly, that despite all Narcissa Malfoy's faults, flaws, horrible choices, and intolerable bigotry, she loved her son. Draco cleared his throat, ducked his head and pressed his lips together briefly.