"I told you in the first letter I wrote you, Draco. He – he isn't well. This isn't him, it's not the Lucius I know; the wonderful husband and proud father. He's been driven to this. He needs me, needs my help to get better. Find himself again. Your father would never have hurt you if he was in his right mind." Narcissa grew shrill with emotion, expression anguished as she begged Draco to understand. "It's the Ministry's fault – the Order's fault. They shut him away in that Merlin-damned prison and left him to rot in the dark! They drove him to this!"