Narcissa didn't move from the embrace, she didn't want to let him go. Ever again. Or at least out of her sight. "I did, that will be dealt with. But we were safe, all of us," she said firmly. "The war was over and the Dark Lord was dead," she said wondering how Draco would take that news, as from when he came things hadn't gotten the worst that they would even if they were still quite bad.