Letting out a relieved sigh she raised her eyes to meet his, pulling down the hood of her cloak. "I will help with whatever I can," she promised him. "As for the murder weapon in Weasley's case, I do believe they might have a hard time coming up with any clues." Narcissa pulled out Bellatrix's wand from her sleeve.
She tilted her head to the side as he uttered the words 'my love', curious to know if he'd even noticed what he'd said. Her heart started beating just a bit faster and she realized she hoped for the words to be true. When had she turned into such a silly little lovesick girl?
"I did tell you," she reminded him. "As for not being more specific, I needed to be sure no one could blame you. After all, you cannot become the Minister if anyone suspects you had any part in this."