A very interesting meeting (Mrs. Malfoy)

''A man is innocent until proven otherwise. Therefore, since nothing had been officially 'proven', you can make up for your mistakes. And you will'', Wilson said. ''Why I care? Isn't my answer rather obvious?'', he added.

"I can only try." Narcissa shrugged, beginning to finish off what was left of her mutilated salad. She smiled a bit and picked up her water. "Perhaps either I have been neglecting to listen to any double entendre or have been slow on the uptake."

''You will suceed.'', Wilson replied, now more strictly. ''Well then, if you have been so neglectful, wager a guess. Why do you think I care?'' , Wilson asked.

"I truly have no idea. No feelings or ideas as to why anyone let alone you, James, would want me to be safe, alive and happy. I never shown anyone the same outside of my family so why should you care for me. We have only met once before and yet you profess to care about my happiness and safety. What could possibly make you feel this way?" Narcissa asked.

''That is rather obvious, Narcissa, isn't it? Considering that I am no double agent and that I am a member of the Order, and a Muggle Studies professor. I think it is rather clear'', Wilson said calmly.

"If you were a smart Order member you would get as much information from me as possible. You aren't as foolish as Khaat so you wouldn't go directly to the source you'd go through its channels. It is no secret that Order would rather see the Death Eaters dead than alive. Either that or you have gathered some compassion for Death Eaters." Narcissa sighed. "Look I have a feeling I am wrong but I cannot see anyone truly caring for me. It just doesn't happen to someone like me. Just spare me these riddles and set me on the straight and narrow."

Wilson laughed. ''Don't you think that I would have asked you about Lucius rather than your favorite color, if I were here to gather information? Would I tell you that I am an Order member if I wanted data from you?'', he said. ''No, Narcissa, the answer is more obvious and more apparent than you think, and clear as that water you are drinking. Narcissa... I have feelings for you'', he added.

“James I would have caught on quite quickly. Order members have to have some tact or else their efforts would be dismal.” Narcissa smiled and caught another bead of water from the glass. It seemed that both the water and the glass itself had yet to reach room temperature. Narcissa continued to listen, taking in information that would possibly mean anything to her but something struck her odd once more. Something that she hadn’t expected at all. Word that had never been spoken. “You couldn’t possibly-” Narcissa scowled. “Please do not mock me, James. Tricks like that are unnecessary.” Narcissa looked down at the table and sighed shakily. “Not to mention cruel.”

Wilson directed his look at her. Charming, she was. ''Well, my dear Narcissa, if you think I am mocking you, and in a cruel way, then I have no other choice but to leave, as I have only your best in mind. Torturing you would not fit in that category. So, my dear Narcissa?'', he asked calmly.

“Perhaps I was to harsh.” Narcissa said quietly. “I just cannot understand how you could have feelings for me. I have nothing to offer you I am damaged goods, James. No one wants that.”