It's not that complicate... it's just...

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Hermione went home a bit later, and decided to walk instead of apparating, because she had to think about something... something that happened in Black Manor, when she had crashed the glass... better say shortly afterwards, when Narcissa had taken her hand immediately. It was the moment she had healed her hand, when she was remembered on something... something that happened shortly after Malfoy Manor. But she always thought, that had just been a dream... why should she do something like that?

She took a deep breath, went home, and decided to ask Narcissa tomorrow what happened... only her can tell her the truth, and she knew that...

She didn't went to her office the next day, but went straight to Narcissa's office, and for the first time, since she was working for Narcissa without knowing it... she knocked at her door, and was asked in after only a second.

,,What the hell is that?!" she asked, when she was standing in Narcissa's office, in front of a... well... some people might call this a desk. It dominated almost the whole room, and was covered with books, parchments, and... more books.

,,I wish you also a very nice morning, Hermione... and to answer your Question... this is a desk."

,,A desk?! This isn't a Desk, this is... this is a Brobdingnagian Monstrosity..."

Narcissa chuckled slightly, stood up, went around her "desk" and leaned against it, smirking at Hermione, saying: ,,I have a feeling, you did not come because of my desk..."

Hermione shook away the thought, and looked at the other woman, saying: ,,I want to know what happened..."

Narcissa took a deep breath, reached out a hand, which Hermione took, and pulled her closer... their eyes met, and she asked: ,,Do you trust me...?"

,,Yes."

Narcissa nodded, and placed her hands on Hermione's cheeks, and whispered: ,,Close your eyes..."

The younger witch did, and Narcissa locked her door, without letting go off Hermione's face, and started telling her, while she also let her see everything in her mind: ,,After you've entered the Manor, I had hoped Draco would not say something, when Bellatrix was right in front of Harry. Yes, I knew it was Harry... your spell was really good, by the way. I have seen the scar slightly, and that was it, why you were brought to us... anyway... I hoped Draco wouldn't say something, and the Moment he had looked me in the eyes, I knew..." she sighed: ,,I knew how afraid he was... in that moment I knew... that he was already in Love with him. I couldn't say something. And to be honest... I would not have said anything either way. After Bellatrix attacked you with the crucatius, and the Moment you fell on the floor... yes, I did nothing to help you. But... I searched Harry's mind, and I was listening to them... I knew, where you would be going afterwards... so yes, I was watching, and it was one of the most painfullest things I've ever seen. Believe me, when I'm telling you, that I was afraid of that Monster, that was sitting on you, calling herself my sister... calling itself a human at all... I hd no choice, Hermione..." she swallowed a knot in her throat, continuing: ,,I casted a spell to vanish without anyone would notice... without the wards of the house would betray me. That had been the moment, Dobby... that brave little Elf, unarmed me, and I watched that stupid Dagger following you all... I left as soon as possible, and-"

Hermione opened her eyes, saying: ,,I remember... there was a Cat that didn't belong to anyone. It was sitting on my bed... and the next time I've opened my eyes... you were sitting on the bed... you healed my arm."

,,I did..."

,,You... you are an Animagus..." Narcissa nodded: ,,Otherwise no one would have let me inside the house. I helped you, Hermione... afterwards."

,,Why... why did I forget that...?" Narcissa shook her head, suggesting: ,,Perhaps your mind just pushed it deeper... the mind is complicate. The mind can give itself away against something you do not believe in, even though it is right in front of you. Or something... that you do not want to be true..." Hermione closed her eyes, and nodded: ,,I'm so sorry..."

,,It's alright..." Narcissa said softly, and pulled her in a gentle embrace...

,,It's alright Hermione... I could've tell it to you earlier... and I've asked Harry to keep it as a secret."

,,Harry knew?" Narcissa nodded: ,,He was in the room, the moment I've healed you... he didn't say anything."

,,I could've been less stubborn..." Hermione looked at the other witch, saying: ,,I... I never really hate you... I mean what a reason do I have?"

,,Many..." Narcissa said, but Hermione shook her head: ,,None, Narcissa... I had no reason to hate you... we were both grown up in different worlds, and I think your world... your childhood... was much more complicated than mine."

,,That could be true, yes..." she smiled at Hermione, stroke away a strain of brown hair, asking: ,,What would you say, if we would take the day off?"

,,Can you do that?!" Narcissa shrugged her shoulders, saying: ,,I have a Brobdingnagian Monstrosity of a desk... I think I can do that..."

,,A cat..." Hermione said laughingly during they were sitting at a late breakfast...

,,That is definitely the very last thing I would have ever imagined." Narcissa smirked, and said: ,,I think you also understand, why I'm not registered."

,,I guess..." Hermione said thoughtfully, and the other woman helped her out: ,,Everyone... especially our favorite Bug... would go deeper in my past, and would ask, why I didn't used that, to visit my sister earlier. No one would believe, that I've just learned it a bit later... and perhaps I would have been some danger inn Voldemort's eyes. An animagus in his rows... no one would have let me out of the house..."

,,Understandable..." the younger witch, took her hand, saying: ,,I'll keep it as my secret..."

,,Thank you, Hermione..." she smiled, and squeezed her hand, asking: ,,What's your plans are for today?"

,,Don't know... why?" Hermione asked, and Narcissa asked: ,,Care to join the day with someone, who owns a... Brobdingnagian Monstrosity of a desk?"

Hermione laughed, and rolled her eyes, nodding: ,,Yes..."

TBC...