She tied the dragon tooth around his neck easily, and he slid the bracelet onto one freckled wrist. "It goes nice with your dress," he said quietly, and she smiled honestly back: no hatred, no disgust, no mocking. It must be easy to be one of the good guys, Draco thought wistfully.
Ginny was admiring the bracelet. It was silver, and made to look like a snake. It felt heavy, and expensive, and she was suddenly very happy to be trapped in a cell with Draco. If it had been one of her friends in here with her there would be crying or worrying, but it was surprisingly easy to have a polite conversation with Draco and ignore her current situation. There was just one thing bothering her: why was he in here in the first place?
"I was wondering-"
Draco cut her off, expecting the question, "He asked me to kill my mother. I refused."
"Oh," Ginny said, because there was nothing else to say in such a situation. She pondered being in the same situation herself; it was not a nice thought. She wanted to ask if his mother was still alive, but it didn't seem proper. They sat in fairly comfortable silence after that, eventually drifting off into an oddly peaceful sleep.
"Aww," an unrecognizable Death Eater cooed at them, which is not a pleasant way to wake up, "Look at the scared little boy and the mudblood lover cuddling! Now, if that's not the cutest thing you've ever seen…"
"Yes?" Draco asked, surprisingly unperturbed, "I assume you want something?"
The Death Eater coughed in almost an embarrassed fashion, "The Dark Lord has summoned for you. Seems he has no use for a cowardly little thing like you, and you're taking up valuable cell space." He snickered maliciously, as if he had just made a joke.
Draco looked down at Ginny, her head resting in his lap, and was amazed to note she was still asleep, despite all the noise. A small smile graced her lips, and Draco almost felt bad at having to wake her up. Unfortunately, 'almost' was not enough to keep him from quickly pushing her head off his lap, which made a delightful clunking noise when it hit the ground.
"Ow," she said sadly, blinking at Draco.
He grinned cheekily at her, "My deepest apologies. I have to go now, it seems I'm being executed."
"Hurry up," the Death Eater grunted impatiently, "The Dark Lord does not like to wait."
"Oh, what is he going to do, kill me twice?" Draco sneered at him, before turning his attention back to Ginny, who was now sitting. He leaned in close and started to whisper urgently in her ear, "The bracelet is a portkey to my bedroom at home. Just tap it twice and say 'home'. Wait until this brainless thug takes me-"
Unfortunately, the Death Eater's patience ran out before Draco could finish his instructions, "Crucio!"
Ginny had read about the Cruciatus curse before, but she never imagined it to be like this. Spasms of pain ripped through Draco's body, and he looked up at her with eyes that screamed for her to do something. She had never felt so confused of what to do before and she barely had time to place a kiss on Draco's temple before the Death Eater swished his wand and Draco's shaking body followed him out of the dungeon like a twisted marionette.
A haunting silence fell, and Ginny felt her eyes fill with tears, but she didn't let them fall. That would be letting the Death Eater's win. Instead, she inspected the bracelet carefully for a few moments, then tapped it twice and whispered softly, "Home."