"It's Black now." Narcissa said immediately, keen on correcting the girl - no, woman. Not out of anything condescending, she just wished to separate herself from that name as much as possible. "We divorced right after he was sent to Azkaban." she paused for a moment. "Yes, tea would be lovely."
Narcissa took a moment before she followed Hermione to sit down in the chair across form the younger woman. She crossed her long legs, threading her hands together and resting them on her knee. Her eyes narrowed as the former Gryffindor seemed to assume that she didn't now all this information she was spouting already. Really, Narcissa Black was never one to come to a meeting unprepared.
"I am well aware, Miss Granger, of the new laws and regulations." she said tightly. "Counter to popular opinion, not everyone I associate with is a Death Eater. Those were mostly all of my ex-Husband's friends, or my si-" she stopped herself as she realized who she was talking to and the young woman's history with her late sister. "Or my family's friends. Not my own personal ones."