The silvery sphere was still hovering in mid-air. It transformed its appearance, elongating and distorting until it took on the likeness of Scorpius: the same height and body, but one could see through it. A serene expression that the human Scorpius had never had appeared on his transparent face, accentuating his resemblance to Astoria. When the otherworldly image smiled tenderly at his father, Draco lost control. He burst into tears, realizing his son held no grudges against him. He had forgiven him; he was at peace now.