“You’re not as evil as people think you are,” Luna said, seeming to stare straight into his very soul.
“No, I’m much worse,” Draco drawled.
“No, you just want people to think you are, but I know better, Dray. I know deep inside you there’s a lost little boy who’s just trying to save his family, no matter what anyone thinks of him. If you were really as bad as you pretend to be, you wouldn’t care what happened to them and would be perfectly happy to stand by and watch Voldemort torture and kill your parents, or worse, help him to do so. But you could never do that, Dray, you just don’t have it in you. Killing in self-defense or defense of others, sure, but to deliberately kill in cold blood? That’s just not who you are.”