He was completely insane. Or at least he was to me and Pansy. And his ex-wife. And everyone but his mother. But I suppose there was a hostess at some fancy restaurant that probably saw an entirely different side to him. The side I sometimes think I see when I see him tending to the weeds or leaving food out for Crookshanks, despite the fact he ignores the cat whenever he thinks I can see him. The side I know he wishes the public saw. But they didn’t give him or any of the Malfoys the benefit of the doubt anymore.