They had been on house arrest for little over eight months now - ever since the Ministry of Magic had reformed; Kingsley Shacklebolt had been sworn in under emergency circumstances, but it was likely to be another year before an official election could be called. Eight months at Malfoy Manor, with none of them allowed to leave without explicit permission from the Aurors, and an official escort. He shouldn’t complain, Draco knew, and for the most part he didn’t. He kept his head down, and he kept his mouth shut. This punishment was nothing in light of the regime of terror and devastation they had supported and helped install. No, Draco was well aware that they deserved much worse.