You've captured Narcissa wonderfully in this poem. It's easy to picture her relief that Voldemort has picked her to ascertain whether life still pulses within Harry and her trepidation that if Harry is alive he will tell her that her own son is dead. There's definitely personal triumph in her declaration at the end. Well done.
Author's Response: It is so nice to see a review of this poem after it was posted a year ago. Poor Narcissa realizes that it is finally time to break away from her husband's path and change sides, in the hope of just getting the war to an end, because the road that they have been on up to now is leading straight to death and destruction. I'm not sure that JKR saw Narcissa that way; the detail of her digging her fingernails into Harry's supposedly lifeless body, knowing that he really could feel the gesture, might be interpreted as some animosity towards him. JKR states that Harry believed that her only concern was for the safety of her son, but that Harry also believed she no longer cared whether Voldemort won. Given the terrifying scene at Malfoy Manor in the first chapter of Deathly Hallows, in which Narcissa and her family sit petrified with fear, I cannot believe that she did not fervently wish Voldemort to be gone and done with.
Thank you so much for this nice review.