Even though there weren't anyone near them, Narcissa still glanced around before she embraced her son. She always knew Severus had a higher moral standard than them, but she never realized how strongly he felt about their methods. Or was it just because of Potter?
"I admit we are not the bright sunshine and flowers that the Weasleys are, but we make do with what we have. I am sorry for the pain he caused you, Draco dear. I never expected your godfather to betray you like this." She glanced at him with a straight face. "Would you like me to poison his meal?"