As much as he didn't wish it, he knew his wife's thoughts. Shared them even which was worse. Draco was...sadly misinformed. Yes misinformed. It was the only thing that made sense. He would know, one day, how wrong he'd been and that day, was worth waiting for. That day would be the day when their family could once again take its place at the top of the wizarding world.
When the war was won he'd see that his father had been right all along. He'd see the truth.
'Darling,' he said softly, confidently. 'Draco's views are his now, but that will change. When the war is won.' He smiled. Of course it would help if they weren't dying in the Dragon Pox while winning it.