How was one expected to react to such a revelation? A deep sigh was the first step, followed by clenching of the fists, followed by a forced expression of distress. It was the best Lucius could manage. "This is troubling news, indeed..." were the few words he offered in return. At least these were honest, even if his face wasn't. His future self was becoming worse by the minute. It was no wonder half the village were unhappy to see him. And Draco...Merlin. He knew he wasn't the greatest father in the world, but never in his darkest dreams did he envision inflicting that fate upon Draco. "Draco and Dumbledore, you say? I allowed this to happen? I let him - " he cut himself short in order to analyse the situation further. His brow knitted into a frown, and he felt himself glaring at Narcissa. His tone took a sudden change, "And I expect this was all my doing?" He wasn't trying to share the blame, but he couldn't imagine a world in which Narcissa would allow this to happen, especially after the first time. She had had the same views as he did, she had wanted all the same things for their son - at least in his time. He very much doubted his wife became a Lady Macbeth figure, but he refused to believe that she would have had no part in this. "What were you doing this dark time, Cissy?" he asked, his tone now bordering on sardonic.