She felt deceived by both of them, a failure as a mother, jealous of her daughter, jealous of him and equally furious because he had welcomed Rose into his home. She thought back to Hogwarts, to those lost months chasing after a troublesome boy who first had took her help and then had threw her away. Or almost, given that Draco had never had the courage to tell her the truth and she had had to figure it out on her own.