She leaps towards them. Hermione’s eyes goggle. Narcissa’s upper half is clothed in nothing more than crisscrossing straps of black silk, weaving around her arms and torso and leaving almost all her skin bare. The effect against her white skin is dazzling. Her black leather leggings hug every line of her long, slim legs, until they disappear into a pair of knee-high black boots with a five-inch stiletto heel.