"Draco Malfoy!" The moment I get my wand on him, he'll wish his loyalty to me never wavered. I know everything. He likes the Mudblood. The Mudblood likes him. He's told her everything. How dare he!
"Yes, my Lord?"
He steps closer and I start to feel excited. "How long?!"
He pretends to be confused, adding to my anger. Another curse on him. "How long for what, my Lord?"
"You know what I'm talking about."
His face pales, making me giddy with glee. "Two years?"
"Two years, Draco? Two years! Then you hand her over to me without a second glance? You have earned something from me. Well done."
"But, my Lord, what have a done?" This time, his confusion was real.
He screams and hits the floor with a heavy thud, making me smile. "Oh, Draco. How strong you thought yourself to be, when look: now you're at my feet. Crucio!"
He screams of agony tore through the room, and I hoped the Mudblood heard them. His body coiled up like a spring, his hands clutching his stomach. "Please, my Lord. Stop." Gasped Draco.
"Stop? Is that a plea for mercy?"
"Well, I had mercy for you. But then you go and tell all my secrets! How dare you! Crucio!" I laugh mirthlessly as he screams in agony.
"My Lord.... Please..."
"I have an idea. You swear on the girl's, and your, life that you are loyal to me. If you are not.... Well, I get to kill you. And the girl."
Draco shakes his head, making me angrier. "But, my Lord, if the girl is killed, how can we use her as bait?"
"You think I can't use her even if she's dead? How dare you underestimate my power? How dare you! Crucio!"
More of Draco's screams mixed with my laughs ring out through the castle, hopefully reaching the Mudblood.