Crabbe and Goyle were both dead. Not that he had much to do with them after the war, anyway. They’d maintained their stance on blood purity and hierarchy nonsense. Draco knew for a fact there was a question on Crabbe’s parentage (apparently, Mrs. Crabbe had quite the drunken squander with a muggle man on holiday by the rumors). And Goyle wasn’t even recruited by the Dark Lord because of his bumbling ineptitude with a wand. (Much to the horrifying dismay of Mr. Goyle Senior). They were as they’d been in school—useless thugs.