The blazing fire upon a hearth was the only source of light in the distant room. A dozen death eaters or so stood circling a young boy and a man in dark robes. The boy had tousled blonde hair and wore the same black robes as the death eaters surrounding him. His piercing grey eyes were staring at the clocked man in terror. The man's face was hidden so all the boy could see was black. He had seen the man's face before. It was nothing human. He had scorching red eyes and two slits for a nose. There was nothing human about this man.

The man raised a wand and the boy cowered before him.

"You think you can disobey the dark lord?" the man bellowed. "You disappoint me young Malfoy. Why did you not do as I asked? As your lord Voldemort asked?" the dark lord said.

"I apologize my lord. I-I don't know what came over me my lord." Malfoy answered.

"My lord leave him be. He's only a child!" a death eater stepped forward.

"Ah Lucius. You only say such things because he is yours. You don't want me to kill Draco do you?" Voldemort said.

"No my lord I do not." Lucius said. He went down on one knee and bowed his head. "I know he means nothing to you my lord but he is my son. Do not kill him."

"Lucius you do not care if he dies. You just want an heir. Someone to continue the Malfoy name. You don't want your name to die." Voldemort said. He sneered and turned back to the boy. "CRUCIO!" he yelled.

Suddenly Draco screamed in pain. He fell to the floor, thrashing. Then just as quickly as the pain came it diminished. Faded away into the darkness. He was left shaking on the damp floor.

Voldemort knelt down beside him. "There, there Draco. It doesn't hurt that much. Oh come now. Poor boy. You must be in so much pain." The dark lord smirked under the dim of his hood. "Lucius. You kill him or I will. And we both know that wont be any fun for the boy."

"No father! Don't!" Draco screamed. "I beg you my lord do not kill me. It was a mistake. Snape killed the old man anyway. He's dead! Gone! What difference does it make who killed him?" Silent tears were streaming down Draco's face.

"All the difference in the world my boy. You disobeyed me. You could not do as I asked." The dark lord sighed. "You are weak and I don't need you." He walked up to a man and patted him on the shoulder.

"You know what to do." He whispered.

"It would be my pleasure my lord." The death eater said. He advanced on Draco. He pulled a chain out of his robes.

"You know Draco. Muggle torture is just as painful as curses. Only the bruises take longer to heal. Do it Audrey." Voldemort said smugly.

The death eater, Audrey, raised the chain and whipped Draco across the face with it. He continued to do so all over the boy's body.

The dark lord laughed. "Oh I do love this sort of thing. Isn't it fun, Lucius?"

"My lord, please stop. He does not need this." Lucius replied.

"Oh, of course he doesn't." Voldemort moved his face closer to Lucius'. "But I do." He whispered. He smiled and turned back to watch.

Audrey paused, smiling. "Anyone else want to join me?" He yelled.

The death eaters cheered and they all jumped at the opportunity. They all took out knives and wands. Preparing to cause the young boy even more pain.

Meanwhile Draco was screaming and crying out to his father for help. Lucius did nothing but watch as his son was little by little beaten to death.

The dark lord stood and took out his wand. "CRUCIO!" He bellowed.