He let the comment settle in.  The tortured soul.  It wasn’t a role that took effort to play; he had been battling with his morals since fifth year when he learned of what his father had done. He had always known that his father was not a particularly great man, but he hadn’t known him to be someone deserving imprisonment. That summer brought so much into question for Draco. And when he had been forced to take his father’s place,  well . There wasn’t much he wouldn’t do to protect his mother - the only representation of goodness he had ever known. Until Granger.