Regulus walked into the cafeteria just in time to catch sight of Narcissa declaring that the food served to them here wouldn't be fed to the animals on her estate. And for all that she was older than the Narcissa Black he had left behind in his own time and universe, there was hardly even a moment of doubt within his mind.

Disbelief, even outrage, that he was confronted with yet more temporal impossibilities, but there could be no doubt about her identity. Not when she was just so... Narcissa.

He swallowed hard, his heart was suddenly racing. Every step toward her table felt like wading through water, but this was the cousin he'd twice believed lost forever. He couldn't hide from her. "Cissa," he choked out. "Cissa, you..."