Hermione blushed too as Narcissa did. This was getting almost unbearable! She was starting to think, even though she knew she shouldn't be, that the older witch might actually like her...like that. The thought made her heart thump wildly in her chest.
Chewing her bottom lip, Hermione shrugged. "I swore off men, remember?" she asked, her tone a little breathy. She was unable to look at Narcissa so she made a show of looking at gown designs even though she couldn't focus on them at all.
"Maybe I...might get a flock of..." She trailed off and shrugged, not wanting to come right out and say 'witches'. Though, in truth, she was really only thinking about one witch at the moment.