It was a long time before they at last washed and dressed and headed downstairs.  Hermione had borrowed a simple black dress and a string of pearls from Narcissa, and Narcissa herself was clad in a lovely emerald green evening gown.  When at last the two women rejoined the others, Hermione saw Lucius’s eyes travel hungrily over her and flushed.  After all this time, as Severus had observed yesterday, they really could still make her blush.  It was Yaxley who came to her side, and she was surprised when he whispered to her that he wanted to speak to her alone for a moment.  She nodded and they slipped into the bedroom they’d shared since the war.