Dimly, Draco registered the feel of Hermione's hand on his forearm, and he turned to face her. Her eyes were serious, her face set in a frown, but she was perfectly calm. "I understand. It's okay, Narcissa. Thank you for the portkey. We'll just need a second." Narcissa nodded once before pulling Hermione into a rib crushing hug. She whispered something to the younger witch that Draco didn't quite catch before leaving them alone.