Narcissa was walking down the street, when she witnessed the madness that was descending upon the unknown mudbloods of this horrible district. Her eyebrows raised, curious to see who this new member. She hurried over, placing a hand on his arm.
"Sir," she said, even though she noted he seemed to be the same age as her. "Perhaps I can help you." Although she couldn't help but smile at seeing someone use the unforgivable curses, this wasn't the time or place to use them. "If you come with me, I can help. My name is Narcissa Black, 7th year Slytherin at Hogwarts." She figured he would have heard of the Black family and hearing that she to was a Slytherin might help to calm him down. She just hoped that he would believe her.