These people, she realised, were his family. Just as Harry, Ron, and the Weasleys had been hers. Had...that was strange. Were they not anymore? No, of course not said the voice. They’re not here are they. They haven’t come to save you or protect you. Draco protects you. The Dark Lord saved you. Spared, she corrected. The Dark Lord spared her. No, he saved you. She vaguely wondered when she had stopped calling him Voldemort and started calling him the Dark Lord. Surely it was just a habit she picked up from the Malfoys.