Lily is struck by how ... rough the group looks. It's clear they've been through the wringer, that the war they are fighting is a difficult and ugly one. Suddenly, the scars on Sebastian's hands make a lot more sense, and she feels her stomach lurch in sympathy.

"That's Alice's son?" she asks, fingers brushing over Neville's image, and she smiles. "He looks like her. That's her nose." Weasley is a good name to hear in conjunction as well, but - Malfoy?

"Lucius Malfoy?" she asks, looking up. "That's his son?"