Jake's smile when Draco touched his hand could have lit up the room. "I feel you on that. I made him proud in every other way, you know? Good grades, soccer team, behaved... didn't matter in the end, though."

But he thought back, trying to remember when he was younger. "...before he started to twist her more, we had a good relationship. She came to all of my soccer games, helped tutor me in English when I was having trouble, helped run the school parent society... But as time went on it just got worse and worse." He shrugged. No big deal, even if it was.

"My grandmother... she's something else. You'd like her."