I was facing the mirror and duplicating the makeup charms (that Draco of all people taught me) as I heard a knock at my door. Is she early?! I checked the time and realized that I was running late and grimaced as I cast a drying charm on my hair, hoping it would turn out okay. There was a second knock at the door as I turned and waved my hand, releasing the wards to open it. Narcissa stood there in a flared black and white polka dot pinup dress and matching heels that accentuated her hair and left my eyes nearly unfocused as I took all of her in. The halter neckline went low enough to show off an amazing bit of cleavage and she caught me gawking at her. She's supposed to be over forty years old, but I don't see it at all.