Dinner was an interesting experience, as my parents knew of my SPEW exploits and witnessed a house elf first hand. It was only surpassed by Draco's arrival and his subsequent fright at seeing us alive after all. Narcissa had advised we keep up the charade of our untimely deaths in order to weed out whatever sleeper agents were created by Proudfoot. So I was disguised with blonde hair and a darker complexion, which only served to make me look like I could be Draco's older sister back from holiday. I think she's was being overly paranoid, but went with it for now.