Bitter Taste…

"You alright?" asked Ron as he and Harry watched the man sobbing over the cold body of his beloved wife.

"No"

"No? After all he's put you through, surely this is your time to say something back" Ron raised an eyebrow as Harry kept his gaze on Draco Malfoy and shook his head.

"I've hated his name for almost thirty years. I've dreamt of the moment when I would finally see him stripped of his rank and title – when he would suddenly find himself without a friend in the world, without the power of his birthright... Well I've had that moment now - and I took no joy from it..."