Mr. Wilson, on the other hand, thought about what he had just heard and saw. He became a Mind Healer many moons ago, but never in all his years he would have guessed someone would have to live through something like that, not that he even thought it would be possible to come out of it alive, or could keep a mask on like Draco Malfoy. That boy was broken beyond repair and still stood tall and proud. Mr. Wilson knew he wouldn’t be able to heal Draco’s mind completely, no, he had to help himself. And in order to do that, he needed to accept that none of it was his fault. It was his job to help Draco to get to this point but he knew he couldn't do it alone. He really didn't know why he said "yes" when Harry Potter came to him in person to ask him to become Draco’s Mind Healer. He promised he wouldn't tell Draco it was Potter who had asked him. Maybe other Mind Healers told Potter that they wouldn't help a Malfoy. But Potter was his client as well, of course Draco couldn’t know about that, it was confidential. What he needed was a plan. 