"Would you like to know who killed your precious pimp? You're boss? The leader of the light?" he paused dramatically, "me, it took a while to convince Snape to trade with me, but he eventually folded, I guess me being neglected had it’s ups because I’d never felt anything like I did when Dumbledore realized exactly who had one, when he realized his pawn played him." Draco’s memory charm broke and he gasped, and spoke at the realization.