"I hope so as well, because otherwise making conversation will be quite difficult, and we'd have to resort to commenting on the dreadful weather," Narcissa teased back. But it was highly unlikely that would happen. Though a year apart in school and with different friends, Narcissa and Lucius always had plenty to talk about should the occasion arise. After all, they had very similar beliefs and personalities.

Narcissa carefully opened the box, and smiled with admiration. "They're absolutely beautiful," she said genuinely. "Thank you." Narcissa lifted the necklace out of the box to put it on.

"Oh, and would you please call me Cissa?" She had been meaning to say something about that for a while. "Miss Black makes me feel... old. And I daresay you know me well enough."