"Tom, how dare you talk to me like that? I am your Lord!" Ginger screamed, her fury palpable. Tom's eyes flashed with anger, and without hesitation, he sent the Cruciatus Curse at her. Ginger fell to the ground, writhing and screaming in agony.

Rodolphus, tears welling in his eyes, pleaded, "My Lord, I do not want to go with her. Please," he looked desperate and sad.

Rabastan stepped forward, his voice firm. "I'm not leaving my brother. Let me stay with him, my Lord."

Tom nodded, his gaze shifting to Ginger. "Of course," he said, then turned back to Ginger. "Leave now. I won't say it again, and you will never lay a hand on your children again," he commanded, his glare piercing.

Ginger, defeated and humiliated, got up and left, keeping her head down as she walked past the inner circle.

Lucius Malfoy entered the room, his eyes widening at the sight of Rodolphus asleep, leaning against the Dark Lord. "My Lord, what has happened?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.

Fenrir Greyback sniffed the air, his senses sharp. "My Lord, he smells like a child. Is everything okay?"

Tom's expression was grim. "No, their mother is abusive and tried to hit Rodolphus for being scared," he explained.

Lucius gasped, moving to Rodolphus's side and gently touching his shoulder. "Rodolphus?" he called softly.

Rodolphus stirred, acknowledging him with a weak smile. "Lucius."

"Hi, honey. Are you feeling better?" Lucius asked tenderly.

"No. Mother made me get a check-up. I just couldn't, so I came to Tom for help. His healer is so nice. I'm pregnant," Rodolphus mumbled, his voice breaking.

Lucius's frown deepened. "Oh, honey. Was it the masked man? I swear to God, when I find out who he is, he's gonna rain hell on the moron."

Tom's eyes hardened with resolve. "Lucius, call for your father. I want him and Orion Black to take over Rodolphus's care from now on."

Lucius nodded and quickly called for his father and Orion Black. They arrived together, bowing respectfully to Tom. "My Lord," they greeted in unison.

Tom's voice was firm. "From now on, you will take over Rodolphus's care. I don't trust anyone else. His mother is abusing him, and I will not tolerate that anymore."

Orion frowned, performing a quick diagnostic scan. Abraxas Malfoy looked at Rodolphus with concern. "Everything seems good. I want him on pregnancy potions and to bring his vitamin intake up. He also needs to be watched closely. He is not that far along, so we caught this early, which is good."

Orion asked gently, "Rodolphus, are you experiencing morning sickness yet?"

Rodolphus nodded. "Yes, I've been sick for the last two weeks. That's why I got a check-up."

Orion nodded in understanding. "An anti-nausea potion won't hurt you. If it doesn't get better, take one."

Abraxas added, "Your diet seems good. Just cut out some things. I have a list for you."

"Thank you," Rodolphus said, his gratitude evident.

Abraxas replied kindly, "It's no problem. If that's all, we will take our leave."