Let me see if I can guess: She sniffed in that way she has like you've not showered in a month and with one sweep of the eyes she made it perfectly clear she thinks you dress like a reject from a soup kitchen. Then she filed it all away behind either a false smile or a flat countenance and behaved as if she were the queen of the ball. Probably offered you a seat, or maybe she spared a glance at the upholstery and wondered if she'd have to clean it later.

Commenced an awkward conversation where she pretty much refused to acknowledge that we're in charge now, which probably made you grit your teeth several times over as she flatly refused to hear that she's not being given options. When Draco arrived, I bet she dissolved into paroxysms of equal parts joy, grief and anger. How many handkerchiefs did she go through?