Draco cleared his throat again, ignoring his pounding heart. "That.... day ... my mother had to silence me and used a sticking charm on my feet." Now that his lips had parted, words were flowing out like a tidal wave filled with dread. "She was the only person ever who was able to break through my mental shields without my knowing, she was the one who kept the wards to our home open for Dobby. Shortly after that day, my mother’s personal elf was responsible for the kitchen. It was strange. Her elf Daisy had never taken care of the kitchen before. My mother made sure neither of us would eat the same as Bellatrix."