"We’re coming Lucius," his Mother said, "wait for us in the lobby," there was a moment when Draco wasn’t sure Lucius would leave; Narcissa let out a sigh of relief when he finally did, "Things will be better when he can get out of the house," she said reassuringly, striding away from Draco to his bed where his shoes were waiting, "Quickly, put these on, we don’t want to be late," she waited for him while he tied his laces.