"I know."  Hermione ran her finger along Narcissa’s arm and was rewarded with a soft, contented sigh.  "Almost ten months, and sometimes I feel like I’m still taking it in.  Other times I feel like I can no longer remember what my life was like without them."  She smiled up at Lucius, who reached down and caressed the side of her neck.  "In fact, Severus and I were talking yesterday about what a weird year it’s been."