Draco closed his arms around her for a moment, letting go as she pulled back. "It's my pleasure, darling. Anything I can do to help, you know that."
He chuckled. "Yes, it might be a good idea. The poor man has no idea and Ella will have a thousand questions." He stood up when she did, and shook his head. "You hadn't told me, but I'm glad for you." It was what she wanted, although he didn't know what was worse: being a product of rape or the product of a Mudblood. "I wish you all the happiness, my dear, and as I said, if you need anything, let me know."