The girl screamed.
Draco grinned, holding his wand steady. His father had brought this Muggle girl home for him to play with. He was quite enjoying himself.
He lowered his wand and looked at her.
"Had enough, have you?" he asked.
The girl nodded, sobbing loudly.
Draco shrugged. "Too bad." He leant against the wall. "Crucio!" he cried again.
He smiled as he watched the girl strain against the chains that held her. She was around his age, with long, brown hair and big brown eyes. She reminded him a little of Hermione Granger.
He lowered his wand again and went to stand in front of her. "Aww, poor girl..." he said, stroking her cheek. "Not having fun?" He moved his hand downwards. "You know there are... other things we could do..."
Draco's head snapped around as he leapt away from her. "Yes, Father?"
"It's time for dinner. Could you... finish off here?"
"Yes, Father." Draco turned back to the girl. "Sorry, no time to play. I have to go to bed early, you see. I'm going back to school tomorrow."
He stood back and raised his wand.
His father smiled at him as the girl slumped to the floor. Then they went upstairs for a nice family dinner.