The funeral was a bore. I hate to say that. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as I watched the fake tears roll down some of the people's faces. They didn't know him... at least not how I knew him. I laughed. I shouldn't have, but I laughed when I heard Pansy's awfully full of herself tribute to him. He would have hated that and if I could guess what he was doing right now he was laughing too.