Lisa observed the woman for a while, while they were eating, but then sighed. "I'm really confused. Why are you so afraid of him?" she finally asked, not really been good about holding back or being diplomatic.
"He's just a man, a wanted man. He can't hurt you, because of this baby, but you can hurt him," she said. "In fact, you should want to catch his attention. It would give you the perfect excuse to kill him or capture him. Deliver him to the ministry." She would still prefer the killing part, but she would rather not say it aloud, not when it could hurt Draco. "I don't get why you... why you think you have to behave. Hell, let him come to you and then do what you must. Who cares what he's capable of? If he's dead or in Azkaban, there's little that he can do."
She smiled. "I didn't say that all men are terrible, just very immature, and Draco is... Draco. I like him all of him, including his snobbish side." That he tried to hide under a new-found populist attitude, but Lisa was all right what that. "I hope you don't mind me saying that, but why the hell did you do what your parents wanted? I'd hex them together with Lucius if they tried something of the sort. Screw them and their ideas that women are less than. They can all fuck off."