The prisoners had escaped and there was nothing the Malfoys could do about it. The Dark Lord would arrive any minute. Lucius looked terrified; Narcissa was standing behind Draco, holding his hand; and Bellatrix was pacing around the room looking furious.
When the Dark Lord arrived, he looked at each one of their faces and he instantly knew Potter wasn't there. He hissed with anger and pointed his wand at Bellatrix.
"How could you let this happen?" Voldemort hissed.
"My lord…" she was unable to find an excuse.
"Crucio!" the Dark Lord's high voice rang out and Bella fell to the floor screaming and contorting with pain. When her torture ended, she slowly brought herself to her knees and looked at the ground.
"I'm sorry, my lord," she whispered. Voldemort ignored her and turned to Lucius. Lucius kept his gaze downwards at the floor.
"Look at me," the dark lord commanded. Lucius brought his eyes to meet his master's. "Crucio!" Lucius buckled to his knees and started moaning in pain. Narcissa and Draco watched him be tortured helplessly. There was nothing she could do to help her husband. His torture made her sick. The dark lord lifted the curse and kicked Lucius aside. He made no attempt to get up off the ground. The dark lord turned to Draco and raised his wand.
"No! Not Draco! You can torture me; just don't harm Draco," Narcissa's clear, cold voice was filled with defiance. The dark lord's gaze shifted from Draco to his mother, who was right beside him. He directed his wand at Narcissa and screamed: "Crucio!" Narcissa's screams echoed throughout the room. They seemed to bring a new energy to Lucius. He pushed himself to his feet and started to run a short ways across the drawing room towards his wife. A stunning spell came his way from Bellatrix's wand and caused him to fly backwards to the other side of the grand room. Lucius, barely conscious, could see his wife's form being twisted on the ground. He could hear her screams ring throughout the room. Tears started streaming down his face and everything went dark….