Draco woke up with a massive headache, he had been forced to another death eater's meeting last night, and been cursed by Crucio too many times to count.
"Zurf?" he called out for his favorite house elf.
"Yes master Draco?" he said in a squeaky voice.
"Get Severus, and tell him to get me the hell out of this fucked up house. I will pack, and once you get him prepare my chambers in the dungeons." he said tossing things into his trunk.
"Yes sir." Zurf squeaked, and disappeared.
"Damn father! Selling me to Voldie! I swear I will get my revenge on that bastard!"
"Mr. Malfoy," Snape had just apparated into his room, "are you ok?"
"Oh yeah! I am just bloody great! I got cursed more than five times! I'm great!" he said sarcastically.
"Watch your tone with me Mr. Malfoy." Snape warned.
"I'm sorry Severus, can we just get the hell out of here?"
"Yes, do you have everything you need?"
He nodded.
"Ok, do you still remember how to apperate right?"
Another nod, and they were gone.