The funeral had been very intimate, just like Draco had wanted. Only the Malfoys and the Greengrasses and their suffocating pain. His mother and Mrs. Greengrass, usually two very dignified women, hugged and cried together. Mr. Greengrass had chosen a more practical attitude towards Lucius; Scorpius wasn't just a mutual grandson but also the last Malfoy heir, so Mr. Greengrass recalled the family's thousand-year history and all its glories. The best was gone.