Narcissa had to turn away to gather herself for a moment. How was it that this young witch affected her so? She hadn't felt this way since...well, a long time ago.
"Ah, yes. How could I forget something like that?" Narcissa said, a grin ghosting her lips. How could she, it sent her mind into dangerous places. "Regardless, I am sure they will flock to you. I'm sure a lot of people will." she added the last part to hint that maybe it would not all be men. At least, she knew her eyes would be on the girl all night.
"A flock?" Narcissa chuckled at the imagry, though wonder as to why Hermione trailed off.
Then, Malkin came back, carrying a few red gowns. "Here are a few to try, darling. If you decide on one, I can add embellishments and the such."