"They caged him like an animal! They took away his happiness! For months and months. He just...he just needs a bit of time." Tears were spilling over onto Narcissa’s cheeks. Draco felt a tug in his chest, and he forgot everything and became the small child who didn’t want his mother to cry. He was up on his feet, and then sitting on the sofa beside her before he made the conscious decision to move. His hand patted her shoulder awkwardly as Narcissa wept, silent and shaking.