Draco couldn’t be with Hermione – curl up in bed with her, kiss her, play that fucking Scrabble game with her, and think to himself, I’m going to lose all this and go to Azkaban. It would drive him insane. And yet Draco couldn’t just forget about it and put the future from his mind; how did you try to forget about something as horrible as losing your fortune, being ostracized from all society, and possibly being locked up in a cold, hopeless hellhole?