Something Missing
Lucius
I watched as Draco writhed on the ground in pure pain.
I knew what the curse was doing to him. Yet, I have never experienced its effects before.
I took the spell off of him. He stared at me hatefully from the floor, his chest rising and falling quickly.
"Petrificus Solem." I pointed my wand at Draco. He could still move, but he could not stray from the spot he was sitting on. He could probably only stand up.
I opened the door to Draco's room, exposing the waiting guards. "Take the girl." I told them. "Put her in cell 201."
Draco's eyes widened, and he tried to stand. But he couldn't. If it was because of the effects of the Cruciatus Curse, I did not know.
The pathetic Mudblood whipped out her wand, but I had already Stupefied her. I do not see why Draco cannot take this girl's place for top one in their yearshe is a pathetic excuse for a witch.
I watched smugly as the guards carried the Mudblood away. Good thing the alarms had went off when they did. Imagine having that commoner staying in the proper portion of the Manor any longer! The Malfoy name would go down the rank of Purebloods. As if it already hasn't, my son being what he is.
I looked down at Draco, who was still staring helplessly at the closed door. He was not even trying to do anything. Not even trying to fight the spell.
"Draco…" I muttered dangerously.
He turned his head and looked at me. His cold, deadened eyes bore into mine.
"I hope you learned your lesson." I told him. "Never bring a Mudblood into Malfoy Manor. Or it will die…"
"It?" Draco stated flatly, emotionlessly.
I nodded.