"They didn’t hit me or anything, but they didn’t do much of what you expect your family to do for you either. No hugs, no "I love you's. They hated that I was a wizard," he admitted, "They’d lock me in my room for days at a time, and give me food through a cat flap in my door, and they put bars on my window. Called me a freak a lot," the chair arm under Draco’s hand creaked as his grip tightened, and he took a visible calming breath.