Pansy put Polly down on the floor to crawl and set up a ward to keep her within a confined area so she didn't get hurt.
'Don't be a goose, Millicent, of course you have to grieve!' she said. 'Come. Sit down,' she directed, trying to steer Millicent to a seat. 'Ella and Liam are enjoying themselves, and you are not ruining the party or anything. I can't even imagine how you feel, sweetie. I just know if I lost Polly, I'd be inconsolable....' Probably forever, she feared.