"You were just a boy. People say that children are our greatest resources, and they are right. Both Tom and I used them, but I had an advantage. Despite how faulty human beings can be, it is easier to die for love than it is to kill for it." Young Draco had done everything he could to protect his parents, but murder was too much. "You should have taken my offer, but it was too little too late as they said. I couldn't expect you to overcome six years of mistrust in a few moment."
He snorted. "I doubt it. Severus would never want something like that. He'd have to deal with people. He despised people. No, he would do well in something that required a brilliant mind and solitude. He was-" he sighed. Severus was his one regret, because he was never meant to die. "He had his faults, but he was a great man."
He turned to Draco, and nodded gravely. "I have heard about your son. I'm very sorry. It seems that Tom is back to his old tricks."