Seated beside her bedside, Parvati's body ached with her injuries and also with a longing to be held by her husband. As he explained what had happened, somehow, through the fog, his words started to make sense.
"What?" Her voice was so quiet he continued to explain over it as the horror inside her system grew. "What?!"
She pulled her hands from his immediately, suddenly frantic. "You were in jail?! You were in jail and I didn't know?!" His gaunt and dramatic look now began to make sense and in her damaged state her magic began to spark wildly as she considered all the terrible things that could have happened to her husband. "But, YOU were all alone all this time! Draco! What happened! Why would they do that to you?! It's not fair! I hate them!"
She didn't even know these 'them' were, but right now, concussed or not, Parvati could have wreaked holy venegeance.
A passing Healer poked her head in at the commotion. "Mrs. Malfoy? You must calm down, it's not good in your state to-" She noticed the formerly missing husband, "Oh, hello Mister Malfoy. You must keep her calm-"
"GO. AWAY." Parvati snapped, completely unlike herself, but so emotionally charged. "Just, please." Then quieter she just cried into her hands.
The Healer looked taken back and glanced at Draco as to what to do.