Draco’s eyes met his father’s. He tried to convey to his father that there was no choice. The way Draco saw it, there was little chance he’d survive a mauling from Greyback. His death was the preferable option. If he didn’t die? Well, that was the karma he deserved, but the Dark Lord couldn’t take his mother. Lucius seemed to understand. He was a shit father, he always had been, but he loved his wife.