"What made you think you could touch my wife, Pucey?" Draco asked softly as he stood before his bound former house mate. Pucey looked up blearily, the blood replenishing potions barely sustaining him. His arms and feet were tied painfully tight to the iron chair as thick ropes secured his torso.
"It was a laugh, I wasn't going to hurt her." Adrain slurred, his head falling forward. His shirt was soaked through with his own blood even though the wound on his neck was healed.
"I didn't ask that Pucey. I asked why you thought you could touch my wife?" Draco demanded as he grabbed a fistful of Adrian's hair and pulled his head back to look at him.
"I didn't know, I was told she would be into it, I swear. I'm sorry." Adrain croaked, his eyes drooping in exhaustion. Draco growled as he flicked his wand, the man's trousers were vanished, leaving him naked from the waist down.
"Pathetic. You think my wife would be pleased with such inferior..." Draco's lips curled in disgust as he looked over the man critically. "equipment."
"Mate! I'm sorry! I didn't know!" Adrain shrieked in a panic, his eyes sluggishly opened wide. Draco grabbed a potion from the small table beside him and poured it down Adrian's throat, making him sputter but he was suddenly energized as the potion took affect.
"Better?" Draco smirked as he took a step back and tapped his chin thoughtfully. The dungeon door opening made Draco cast a cursory glance towards the stairs before turning back to the man now fighting his restraints.
"Draco!" Bellatrix cooed as she happily hopped down the final three steps into the dungeon, she tilted her head to the side curiously as she looked over the former Slytherin.
"Good evening, Aunt Bella. I'm sure mother or my wife filled you in on what happened?" Draco said politely as he resumed his silent examination.
"Oh, yes bad boy thought he could play with a Black witch!" Bella snickered happily as she danced in circles towards them. "My sweet is such a good girl. I would have left him to bleed out."
"My wife knows I would want to have a word with this...pathetic excuse for a pureblood." Draco said thoughtfully, a small smile on his face as he thought of his wife looking feral, blood pouring from her mouth.
"Can I play too?" Bellatrix gushed, clapping her hands excitedly. Adrian's eyes widened comically as he watched the mad witch bounce with excitement.
"Well, I suppose. I don't want to kill him...just make an example." Draco pondered aloud as he flicked his wand, slicing two identical cuts into Pucey's scrotum.
"Fuck!" Adrian hissed, the shock was more jarring than the actual pain. No man would ever want Draco Malfoy pointing his wand at their bullocks, he took a deep calming breath as his manhood remained intact.
"Exhaurirum." Draco whispered with a twisted smile, Adrain hysterical screams echoed against the stone walls. Bellatrix clapped happily as she bounced up and down, watching as he was quickly and forcefully drained and his scrotum literally shriveled into his body.
"Oh, nephew. I'm so happy that my sweet found those old medical journals. They have the most interesting results!" Bellatrix smiled gleefully as Adrain's screams died down, becoming pathetic whimpers.
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"Did you feel that?!" Draco barged into the dungeons where his mother and aunt were interrogating the blood traitor weasel mother. He didn't even pause as he watched his mother make long even slices down the screaming woman's arm or as his aunt shoved wooden spikes through the woman's nail beds.
"Maia took her lessons seriously! My smart baby girl!" Bellatrix cackled as she stood and smoothed down her skirt. Narcissa planted the blade in Molly's knee with one smooth movement as a smile bloomed on her face.
"Are you going to alert the Dark Lord? I'm sure Potter has her." His mother took his arm as they swept up the stairs leaving the screaming redhead alone in the cell.
"I'll send father, I'm sure the Dark Lord will understand not wanting to take the chance to allow Potter to escape. Mipsy!" Draco drawled, a cold mask on his face as he lead them into a sitting room.
"Yes, Master?" Mipsy popped into the room at his side silently, Draco didn't pause as he grabbed his thick black cloak and fastened it in place.
"Tell my father that we received a call from my wife. We may know where Potter has her and we are already on our way. We'll send the location once we've arrived." Draco said curtly as he finished and turned to assist his mother. The elf didn't even respond, just popped away to follow her orders. Draco stood between his mother and his aunt as they linked their arms in his. With a deep breath they focused on the the call of his blood and they were gone in a deafening crack.
"I've been here before..." Narcissa said thoughtfully as she looked around the empty muggle street and sent a message to her husband via an enchanted charm on her neck. Draco wasted no time in pulling out his wand and waving it in complicated patterns, testing for signs of magic.
"Why would you ever come to a filthy muggle dwelling?" Bellatrix sneered as she looked around the strangely familiar town homes.
"Very old blood wards, we need a family member to reset them. These haven't been refreshed in nearly half a century." Draco scowled as he raised his hands to try and get a feel for the ward scheme.
"No..." Narcissa breathed, her eyes wide as she counted the house numbers finding it odd that they skipped a home between eleven and thirteen. "They used Aunt Walburga's home?"
"What? No I would remember..." Bellatrix countered quickly before realization dawned in her eyes.
"Fidelius charm?" Draco asked as he stepped closer to the properties, waving his wand in long fluid movements. "When will they learn?"
"Obviously, not any time soon." Narcissa smirked as she moved forward and extended her hand, waiting for her son to find the central ward stone.
"Oi! Whatchu think you're doin out here?" A fat muggle in only his under garments stormed out of his house with a cricket bat. The furry man glared menacingly at the trio as he approached them with the bat poised to strike. Draco didn't pause his wand movements and Bellatrix cackled as she skipped towards the man with her wand drawn. "Oh, pretty lit-"
"Crucio!" Bellatrix cackled as the muggle fell to his knees screaming in pain. The man dropped heavily on his back and drew his knees into his chest as he screamed himself hoarse.
"Trixie! Do be quiet!" Narcissa chided her sister as her son found the ward stone. Using her wand she made a small cut along her palm and let the blood trickle down onto the stone. There was a bright flash of light and the magic in the air seemed to expand as 12 Grimmauld Place came into view, appearing to push the other buildings out of its way.
"Avada Kedavra!" Bellatrix hissed, ending the hairy muggle's life quickly, while she would have loved to play with him more they came to rescue their girl.
"Nice work, Draco, Bella, Narcissa...I have awaited this day for so long." Voldemort silently apparated behind them. A small army appeared behind him in clouds of black smoke, waiting anxiously for their commands. Two men broke apart and automatically began casting the standard wards around the property and street to keep their targets trapped and the muggle's away.
"Of course, my Lord anything for you." Lucius simpered as he stepped forward to stand beside his master. The Dark Lord flicked his wand and Lucius fell to his knees, a pained expression on his face as his master let out a long suffering sigh.
"You should be very proud of your son, Lucius. He has proven his worth in more ways then you can possibly wish to conceive." Voldemort sneered down at the man who was on his knees trying to catch his breath.
"Thank you, My Lord. My only wish is to serve." Lucius said humbly as he held his right hand over his heart with his head bowed. The Dark Lord's lip curled in disgust and stepped up to the the trio that remained silent through the exchange.
"Now, we storm the house and we take Potter alive! Any other Order members are of no consequence! They have taken one of our own against her will, we will leave her family to claim what is theirs. Remember, Potter is mine!" Voldemort shouted to the group that was watching him reverently, hanging on his every word. The death eaters raised their wands in a cheer of solidarity.
"My Lord, I will need to enter with my mother or Aunt first to allow you entrance. A simple spell over the threshold will allow everyone admittance into the house." Draco said clearly over the dull roar of his fellow death eaters.
"Be quick about it, Draco!" The Dark Lord hissed, barely sparing him a glance as he breathed in deeply, reveling in his imminent victory. Draco, his mother and aunt didn't need to be told twice, they rushed the door. Narcissa let her her wound bleed over the threshold of the doorway while her son muttered a long incantation in Latin under his breath. With a flash of light the door opened and Bellatrix rushed in, skipping excitedly like a child on Christmas morning.
"Potty!" Bellatrix sang happily as she looked around the familiar settings of the main foyer. Now that the fidelius charm was broken she easily recognized the house she and her sister frequented in their childhood.
"Trixie!" Narcissa called from behind her but the mad woman paid no heed, skipping happily down the corridors as her master and her fellow death eaters stormed the house.
"Leave her, Narcissa. I enjoy her excitable antics." Voldemort chuckled darkly as he swept into the house. He heard rustling from above and he followed Narcissa as she lead him towards a wide staircase.
"Mistress Malfoy!" Kreature croaked sadly, he visibly shuddered as his arm shot out towards her. "Master has..." The elf said no more as Draco flicked his wand and the elf was thrown from their path, impaling himself on a dusty goblin made sword. Kreature died with a smile on his face, his large eyes focused on his ancestors' heads heads that were mounted on the wall.
"Where is she?" An irate voice bellowed from a room up ahead, they could hear the floo activating multiple times and the group storming from the sitting room.
"Ron, you need to calm down. We don't know if it was Malfoy." A sorrowful voice tried to calm the man. The group of red heads stopped in their tracks as they were faced with Voldemort himself and about thirty of his faithful followers.
"Sectumsepra!" Ron bellowed as soon as he saw the white blonde head of his hated school rival. All the confusion and anger bubbled to the surface when he saw the man standing impassively beside the darkest wizard of the century.
"Pathetic." Malfoy sneered as he flicked his wand, lazily batting the spell away from him. It was the opening for a short lived battle, as the Weasley family launched an attack of stunners, Voldemort was not idle. The Dark Lord's face broke into a sickly sweet smile as he waved his wand in a high arch, a whip of fire appeared and wrapped itself around the Weasleys, burning through their robes and making them all cry out in pain.
"I have shown you mercy only for you to betray yourselves. I have shown the world that I can be a benevolent and forgiving ruler." Voldemort sneered as he pulled back his wand, dragging the entire redheaded family to its knees.
"You are not our ruler!" Arthur grunted as he gritted his teeth, his shoulders slumped in defeat and despair as he watched his sons writhe in pain beside him.
"I will make an example of you..." Voldemort raised his wand to curse the impertinent wizard but he paused as a high pitched scream echoed through the corridors. Draco and Narcissa didn't hesitate as they sprinted through the corridors to find Bellatrix. "Bring them to the manor. We will put them on trial for treason to the wizarding race." The Dark Lord spat as he gracefully swept past the the Weasley family to follow the Malfoys at a more sedate pace. The corridors were long and winding but Bellatrix's hysterical shouts lead him easily. He scowled as he found the trio looking despondent in a dusty room.
"Filthy blood traitor! Bombarda!" Bellatrix shrieked as she shook herself from her stupor, obviously intent on destroying the washroom.