Harry nodded again. "The elves dug the plots, I helped carve the headstones. Then I conducted the ceremony by myself. It was like they'd been killed that morning ... the whole thing nearly shattered me all over again. I was a mess. And, don't forget, in my damaged mind I'd not long seen my mother on the train to the afterlife. Everything was still pretty raw. I didn't know how I was supposed to get over it."