The boy was lying on the floor, in pain. How could he not? His was the worst predicament possible, and there was nothing to be done. He sat there, waiting for something, anything.
A guard came, and left a plate of food outside the cell.
The boy was a prisoner and was under the worst possible treatment, but knew he deserved whatever punishment he received. He betrayed everything he lived for. He grew up believing a lie, living a lie. He was shown the truth and lived by being good for a time, but then fell into darkness. Not far enough. He could not fight anything, could not defend his loved one. His made his decision to join the side of good too late.
Eyeing his food, the boy sat. He knew he would need it later. He would still be beaten. He pondered events.
Everything was horrible. It all started six years ago. A unicorn was killed, and a Dark Lord had entered a school, Hogwarts, looking for the Philosopher's stone. Nothing ever went well after that. The Chamber of Secrets. The Quidditch World Cup. The Triwizard Tournament. The events at the Ministry of Magic. The attack on Hogwarts. The most horrible event. The cause of all these events? He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, otherwise known as Tom Marvolo Riddle, Voldemort, the Dark Lord, or Voldy to the boy.
And Voldemort was the person who entered the cell that moment.
'My dear Draco Malfoy,' said Voldemort. Draco looked up, and Voldemort continued. 'I wonder what treats you have in store for yourself today. You deserve it for betraying me.'
'I deserve it,' said Draco, 'for betraying her.'
'Insolent boy, you shall pay dearly.'
Voldemort left Draco to be beaten. The Death Eaters were there, casting spells and beating Draco. Draco closed his eyes, and thought of everything in the world that was dear to him. Meaning, one little girl. Thinking about her made all the pain go away.
The Death Eaters left, and Draco didn't notice. He didn't look, didn't care. When Draco did notice, he ate his food slowly, very slowly. He also didn't notice another Death Eater coming into the cell.
'Draco Malfoy,' said the person. Draco looked up, startled. He backed away. 'You should not be here,' said the hooded Death Eater. 'You're not horrible and don't deserve this. You can never be a Death Eater. Be gone from here.'
Draco thought he was going to die. The Death eater pointed a wand at Draco, and muttered some strange words. Suddenly, Draco disappeared.