Narcissa was still studying Hermione. The young girl intrigued her, to say the least. SHe had turned into a strong, smart young woman, though she was those things when she was only a girl. A flash of Hermione and Bellatrix in her house flew before Narcissa's eyes. She tore her eyes away from watching Hermione. That event haunted her memories too. How she hadn't done a thing to help..She pushed those thoughts aside. Now was not the time or place.
Finding Hermione's tone pleasing, Narcissa grinned a small bit. "But you are a diplomat, are you not? One would think parties would be a requirement."
"I can only hope so." Narcissa said with another thankful smile.
"I can." Narcissa nodded. "I will owl you about helping with this thing. I will not stand for ministry harassment unless I'm getting something out of it.