"I appreciate that, Mrs Malfoy," she said smiling a little, a token of peace, her nerves jangling. Narcissa eyed Hermione without expression, and then inclined her head again. It was neutral – neither a friendly acceptance of Hermione's gesture nor a rejection of it, but at least it was an acknowledgment of her existence in the room. A bare acknowledgement however, it seemed, as Narcissa then returned to ignoring Hermione with cool, calm composure.