"June 1998," she replied glancing around the area as she walked. It looked a bit like the New York she could remember seeing when she was a teenager, the differences were noticeable though. Then again, she had only really stayed in the Magical area of the city, not venturing out to the Muggle section. After all her family would have sooner died than have done that.
Narcissa had no idea what else to say, not that she really wanted to spill her entire life story to Evans. They weren't friends and it was none of her business. Instead she just walked next to her in silence.