*Unable to hide her distaste as Sirius pushes past them, Narcissa levels a look of loathing that would shrivel organs at Moody, then turns on her heel and follows her traitorous cousin upstairs. As far as she is concerned, he only asked Lucius to stay downstairs, and the mere fact that Sirius is in her house is practically criminal, let alone the idea that he'll be actively searching through it.

Her heels click decisively on the stairs as she ascends, irritation audible in every step, Draco curiously silent in her arms.*