But the man he was – the good, kind father and husband – is still there, I know it. I cannot turn my back on him, not now when he needs me the most, to help him. He is not responsible for what he has done – the Ministry and the Order are, for locking him away in Azkaban and driving him to this insanity. Azkaban is cruel, Draco, cruel and evil, and it and the people who shut him up in there are the ones responsible for what he has done. Not him – the Lucius I married, the one who courted me with that earnest sincerity beneath that cultivated, aloof pride would never have hurt me the way he has. And he has, Draco – you are not the only one who has suffered, although I do not attempt to measure my suffering against what you have suffered through. And the Lucius who loved you, who adored you and thought you were the centre of his universe...he would never have been able to hurt you the way he has.