"Lupin tells me of the story you wove to him, about what you were forced to do and what you chose to do in the face of your parents actions and He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named." Kingsley stepped closer, eyes not leaving Draco. It was only the three of them in the room, now, but there was no doubt that there would be protection on the Minister.

"And more so, he speaks that he believes your story. I find it strange that a man of his nature would speak for a Malfoy. Tell me, why has he done such a thing?"

It was a challenge, and Remus said nothing at all to it, not quite expressionless but it was very difficult to read. Nervous, perhaps, or maybe ashamed? He would always be different, even among those he considered friends and allies.