This was the first time in his life when he felt he was actually turning into his father; unable to control his emotions, his magic boiling his blood to the point where he had to restrain himself, tying his wrist to the fence on the stairs. He was alone with his thoughts, and he felt like a monster, sickened by the idea that was born in his head, and it was a punishment worse than anything Draco would say to him later. Or so he thought. 