"I'll be in the kitchen, if you need me," she said, and then left Hermione and Draco alone in the drawing room with Narcissa Malfoy. The three of them stood awkwardly staring at each other – or rather, Hermione looking between Draco and Narcissa, Narcissa staring hungrily at Draco, and he standing with his eyes fixed on some point beyond his mother's left shoulder. Carefully avoiding her eyes. Hermione gave his hand a squeeze and he squeezed back, and then Narcissa's eyes darted sharply to where their hands were twined together, a vaguely distasteful expression on her smooth features. She didn't say anything though, not yet at least.