"You should get back to Hermione. I'm sure you're both eager for the time alone tonight." Narcissa smiled in a way that still upset Draco's stomach. Sometimes he hated how close his mother and Hermione had grown over the years. He knew Hermione never told intimate details of their relationship, but he gathered over the years, that she had let tiny bits of pieces slip here or there to inform Narcissa enough about the passion that still rang strung between Draco and his wife.