Draco nodded, his eyes filled with sorrow. "She used to be a good aunt. That all changed when she was freed from Azkaban." Harry, though a bit conflicted about hearing Bellatrix being a good aunt, still wrapped his arms around Draco in comfort. Harry kissed him on the cheek, much to the embarrassment of the blonde. They were both blushing furiously but no one judged the two. Even if someone did, I would have stopped it.