"He’s going to torture me for my failure to capture you. What dear Aunt Bella did to you will no doubt be a fucking drop in the ocean compared to my lot later on. So don’t you dare lecture me about noble!" His voice cracked and his lower lip trembled, and Hermione could see tears of fear well up in his eyes, as they became red-rimmed. Draco wasn’t lying; he really did expect to be tortured for helping her. And right now that didn’t change a damn thing in Hermione’s mind.