"Here, boy! Scrub the floors!" Noffy ordered.
David obediently followed Noffy's command. He got down on his hands and knees and started scrubbing with the wet sponge he was given. Noffy enjoyed watching the redheaded boy on the floor doing his work. Noffy never got to give commands to anyone so, this made him happy. David wanted to run and leave this awful place, but he had no control over his movements. No matter how hard he tried, he kept scrubbing. His mind was foggy as well. All of a sudden, he felt his body move. He stood up and was given another order by Noffy.
"Now, take this tray to the dining room and put it on the table." Noffy said.
David started to walk over to the dining room with the tray full of plates, utensils, and goblets. As he walked up a short flight of stairs, two moving paintings were hung up on the wall. One of them was of a lady with long black hair. She seemed sad that she was in the portrait. The other painting was of a young blonde man, with dark eyes and evil smile.
"Is that a blood traitor I smell?" the painting teased, "Probably a Weasley by the look of him."
Noffy smirked at the paintings remarks. David gently put the tray down on table.
"Now, prepare the dining room for dinner." Noffy commanded.
David put the four china plates on the table. He set out the utensils, goblets, and cloth napkins as well.
"Noffy, who is this boy?" the painting asked.
"He's David Weasley. That's all I know, Master Darius." Noffy replied.
"Hey boy! You better get used to serving your superiors, because servants stay here a long time in this home." Darius threatened.
David wanted to lash out at the man in the painting, but he could not move, nor could he give a response. The Imperius curse casted on him was still strong.
"Ay! Boy can't you talk? Are you mute or are you just plain stupid like the rest of your kind?" Darius said, "Fine then. Don't talk. Noffy! Tell him to throw one of the goblets on the floor."
"But Master-" Noffy screeched.
"Do it!" the blonde hissed authoritatively.
"Throw one of the goblets on the floor, boy." Noffy said.
Unable to control his movements, David picked up one of the goblets from the table and hurled it towards the ground. It hit the ground with a loud smash, and it shattered into tiny glass pieces. Suddenly,Narcissa apperated into the room. She looked at the mess on the floor and then she gave David a angry look. Then , she looked at Noffy.
"Cissy, don't take it out on Noffy. The blood traitor was his responsibility, but he couldn't stop him from breaking the goblet." Darius told.
"Shut up Darius!" Narcissa yelled. Then she turned to David, "You ugly little boy! How dare you break one of our family's rare goblets!?"
David stared at her blankly, but didn't speak. She removed the Imperius curse and glared at him.
"You are just a defiant little blood traitor aren't you?" she said, "Learn to be humble and know your place. You don't want to defy certain members of the Malfoy family!"
David still just gave her a quiet but listening stare. She then turned to the blonde man in the painting. "Darius, if you do not stop with these schemes then I will tell your brother that you ordered the boy to break the goblets just so we could punish this blood traitor in front of you!" Narcissa yelled, "Now clean this up, boy."
David did as he was told while Narcissa walked out of the room. He was alone with Noffy and the painting. This was his time to escape. He wasn't under the imperius curse, so he could easily try to find an exit. While Noffy wasn't looking, he quietly sneaked out of the room and made a silent run for it.
"Hey, where's the boy?" Noffy said.
David kept running down the corridors. He didn't know how to get out, but he just kept running anyway. His heart was pounding quickly. Then he saw a miracle. The door to the house was right in front of him. As he dashed to the door, determined to escape. Suddenly, he heard someone apperate behind him as soon as he was about to open the door.
"Trying to leave, are we?" said the man behind him. He knew it was none other then Lucius.
David turned around in fear and saw the cold stare of the blonde haired man in front of him. The redheaded boy looked like a trapped animal.
"Well we can't have that." Lucius proclaimed as he took out his wand. He pointed it at David angrily, "You are our family slave! You shall never leave unless told to do so by me! And only me, you filthy redheaded, freckled blood traitor! Crucio!"
The power of his spell caused David's body to collide with the door and then fall to the floor in excruciating pain. Lucius' Cruciatus curse was brutal. David writhed in pain and he convulsed on the floor. He yelled in pain, but he wouldn't give Lucius the satisfaction of crying. Lucius watched in pleasure as the boy was tortured in front of him. Suddenly, David stopped feeling the pain and he expected to die. Lucius walked over to David and aimed his wand at his head.
"I guess we're just going to have to turn you into a good boy." Lucius hissed, "Let's begin. Imperio!"
The curse hit David with powerful force and he easliy succumbed to it's powers.