"She was  so  proud when I made seeker for the Slytherin team. She even embroidered this little lemon on my quidditch robes. I was so embarrassed that she did that, she never made it to any of the matches anyway. Those robes haven’t fit for a long time, but they’re still hanging in my closet at the manor. She, I..." he trailed off, unable to form that last sentence. 