"That is all I needed to know, Hermione. Thank you. A mother worries, you know?" Narcissa quirked a brow, a smirk on her lips. Hermione laughed for the first time that day, a true laugh that bubbled up and she was unable, or unwilling, to stop. Narcissa joined her for a moment and Hermione was reminded of her own mother, of the ease of conversation between them. Hermione thought she might like to have that with Narcissa one day. 