Potions Classroom

[Amycus Carrow]

Amycus laughed at that, his hand settling lightly on the boy's throat in slight warning not to move any further, his teeth showing in one of his half-rabid grins as he finally quietened again.

"Oh no," he mused, leaning in to playfully let his head rest against the boys face, much as he had with Ginny when he had been holding her captive. "It's entirely probable. But then most things that comes off that silver little tongue of yours are. But you can't stay plausable forever, sweet-child. You need to learn to give in and have some fun."

His voice dropped down to a whisper, lips shifting to breathe in his ear.

"We'll break you and remake you in our own image... or perhaps we'll just leave you broken. Haven't decided yet..."

Pulling away, he overed him a friendly smile before his eyes flashed and his hand closed hard on the boy's throat.

"And watch that tone when talking to your betters~"

[Draco Malfoy]

He stiffened as the man's hand went around then then tightened around his throat, biting his tongue was hard. Carrow? *HIS* better? Hardly. He was Draco f**k**g Malfoy, his family was one of the oldest and most pure wizarding families about- something the Male Carrow obviously knew which was why he was targeting him.

Jealousy. What an ugly trait.

However, he wasn't stupid. Instead he remained stone-faced and silent. His body didn't move an inch as he waited to see if the creature would back off or push forth. Honestly he wouldn't be surprised if Carrow fancied messing with him so much because he was attracted to him, pervert that he was.

Though only in his mind Draco was enjoying tearing down the character of this sallow looking pervert. But, as he'd stated before, he wasn't stupid. So it stayed only in his mind. He'd leave the fool-hearty heroics to the Gryffindors.

[Amycus Carrow]

Amycus tilted his head as he pressed down harder, eyes roving over the boy's face as he pushed for a reaction, partially because honestly, he just wanted to, wanted to see that faint fear, that strain that came from fighting for breath - a minor thrill compaired to dark magic, but a fun indulgence nonetheless, and partially because the boy's poise pissed him off. For someone whose name was waaaaay down the rungs of the ladder he carried himself with to much confidence.

"I wonder..." he mused as he slowly crushed Draco's larynx. "Where our little redheaded friend is now... We never did finish that interrigation, now did we? Maybe you and I should go and find her and pick up where we left off, hmm?"

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco knew he was just trying to get a reaction, however Malfoy pride did have it's downfalls. That is the only reason...

"I wasn't aware you *needed* my help to handle her. By all means lets go..."

Came out of his mouth. His tone didn't come out as smooth as it normally would have due to the constriction on his neck but he still couldn't resist the jab back at the low level prat. Ohhh, big man given run over a bunch of kids and he thought that mean the Dark Lord valued him. That man- or whatever he was, valued no one but himself.

[Amycus Carrow]

Again Amycus's face pressed to the side of his head as the man let out a low laugh that sounded anything but sane.

"Mmm, naughty naughty," he purred his free hand shifting from the wall, flicking out as his wand clicked out from its holster on his arm. "Didn't I just say to watch that tone of yours?"

Pulling his head back, the Death eater met his eyes with black orbs glittering with an excitement and anticipation that Draco should have recognised from the room with Ginny, his mouth cuvring into a small, wicked smile.

"Looks like you need to learn your less, pet."

In a flash the wand was up, pressing directly to Draco's chest as the man hissed out the word 'Crucio'.

[Draco Malfoy]

It felt like he'd been stabbed in the chest multiple times. The blond let out a grunt then a yell as the spell hit him causing him to first double over into the wand then fall backwards as his legs gave way. Fuck! He *hated* freaking DE's! They had no loyalty even towards one another! Even towards other purebloods! They only cared about power! About themselves!

Any other thought the boy had faded as he writhed in pain, the mans spell much more powerful than the one he'd given Ginny. The veins popped out of his neck and his face turned a dull red as a scream was ripped from his throat.

[Amycus Carrow]

A wide, psychotic grin was spread over Amycus's face as he began to laugh in earnest, the thruming thrill of the black magic dacing through his veins, licking over his skin with its seductive caress as the boy sang for him, his body fighting it at first but no match for the spell the Death Eater had long ago mastered. The sound wasn't as beautiful as some, but by Gods wasn't it all the more satisfying that it came from the stuck up little brat.

Yes yes yes yes! It was delicious, so addictive, breath sucked in through his nose as his bloodlust roared to life, egging him to continue, to push on.., to take him further, to that perfect moment between life and death...

Teeth baring, the man at last wrenched his wand away, shoving aside his own hungers as he let the boy go with what was - for him - fairly lightly.

Sucking in breaths as he allowed himself a moment to bask in the dark thrill of the afterspell, Amycus ran his eyes over Draco's prone form as he was left to gasp and shudder. Moving forwards, the wizard sank down to his haunches by the felled boy, reaching over to cup his face in mock gentleness.

"Be greatful, precious thing, that my beloved sister already claimed you, or I might have forgotten myself here," he offered him pleasantly. "I don't often exercise control, so I suggest you learn fast how to practice proper humility and respect. I'd hate to dissapoint Ally after all by doing something rather permanent before she's done playing with you."

[Draco Malfoy]

He was in too much pain to really focus on what the man was saying. His body felt on fire. He suddenly wished someone was there to choke pain potion down *his* throat. Draco opened his mouth as his lungs gasped for air, attempting to not seize up like they so wanted to.

He just wanted the Carrow to go away. Go way now and leave him him.

However the mans obvious blood lust for him did show him that he needed to figure out how to get that pain potion and Stat.

No honor amongst thieves...

[Amycus Carrow]

The boy looked totally out of it... Letting out a delighted chuckle, Amycus leaned forewards to press his lips to the blonde's forehead just for the hell of it, hand patting his cheek 'affectionately'.

"How about I leave you to think on my lesson?" he asked the boy lightly, smug smirk curling on his lips as he raked his eyes down his form one last time before lauging and pushing himself to his feet, a jovial whistle leaving his lips as he moved off, a new spring back in his step. Aah it was so good to have a release now and again, even if only a small one. He'd have to remember to find reasons to do that more often.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco lay there long after he'd left attempting to catch his breath and get his body to do what he wanted it to. He closed his eyes and worked to contain the trembling in his limbs. Blinking tears fell from the boys eyes as, for the probably hudrendth (hell he'd lost count) time since last year he wished that he could have his old life back or escape from this hell. That was why he was so pissed when Potter ran away like a coward instead of fighting like a Gryffindor- he'd been his only chance for freedom.

Sod his life.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise walks into the Potions room looking for a place to relax. From the door it had looked empty however he spots Draco on the floor and runs quickly over to him. "Draco, what happened?"He asks kneeling down next to his mate.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco groaned shifting slightly but that didn't help at all. He could hear someone but opening his eyes seemed like a hell of a chore right now.

[Saka (M.H.)]

"Just relax, Draco," Blaise says lightly touching Draco's hand. He cast his eyes around the room to see if there was anything he could use.

[Draco Malfoy]

Even the smallest touch hurt as the boy winced in pain, finally opening his eyes. Seeing Blaise -though it didn't help his pain, it did help his pride a bit. At least it was Blaise. "Cruccio..." he got out barely.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise pulls his hand back before removing his wand and locking the door. "Is there anything that helps?"

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco too several moments and breaths, he knew the answer- he did. He just couldn't form the words, he was only able to get out "p -pot-ion..."

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise cringed at this, he didn't know carry any potions with him nor did he know where it was. "Do you have any on you?" He asks even as he starts looking for Draco's bag.

[Draco Malfoy]

The blond gave a slightly bitter, pain filled laugh. Oh the irony. He'd given Weasley his last potion because he'd had to cruccio her- so now he didn't have one for himself. Karama really was a bitch, wasn't it?

"No... no..." he breathed twice.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise closes his eyes tight thinking for a moment before spotting the slightly a jarred door to the store room. If he remembered correctly there was pain potion in there, Two years ago, when Snape had given him a very rare detention he had spotted it and hid it, just to get Potter and his crew in trouble."I'll be right back," he promises before standing up.

[Draco Malfoy]

There wasn't anything Draco could do to acknowledge that he'd heard the other boy that didn't hurt like hell. So he just laid there in wait, hoping that his mate had something in mind other than leaving him there to rot.

[Saka (M.H.)]

After searching a bit Blaise gives a soft sound of relief finding the potion. Picking the potion up he takes it to Draco, gently lifting his mates head slightly he holds the flask to his mate's lips,. "It's a mild pain potion," Blaise says softly. "Drink this then well see about getting something stronger later."

[Draco Malfoy]

Salazar all of his joints hurt. It was a struggle but he slowly got his mouth open allowing Blaise to tip the contents in. It was a bit of a struggle to keep his throat open but he managed to get all of the potion down and closed his eyes allowing the soothing properties to flow through his body.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise sets the vial into a pocket before turning to Draco not lowering his head yet. "Is it more comfortable with your head on the floor or like this?" He asks, he had never experienced crucio so he was at a loss as to what to do. All he knew was he would do whatever Draco needed him to.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco could finally breath without is lungs burning, could finally speak without feeling like nails were being drawn agianst his joints. It had only been am mind pain potions so he was still quite sore and in pain in some areas but Salazar he could appreciate the difference the potions provided.

"I hate this school," he muttered finally looking fully at his mate. "It doesn't matter, everything hurts anyway.."

[Saka (M.H.)]

"Yeah," Blaise says gently. "Who did this to you?" Blaise says softly running his free hand through the blonde hair. Blaise internally rolls his eyes as he remembers Dippy he could have called the house elf to get a stronger potion, now it was to late, they would just have to stay here and wait, at least there were no classes today.

[Draco Malfoy]

The blond scoffed a laugh, then groaned in pain "Carrow..." he breathed. "Amycus...Carrow... they hate me.."

[Saka (M.H.)]

"They hate everyone from what I have observed," Blaise comments. "There is something wrong with them I am sure."
"Do you want me to call Dippy and have her grab a numbing potion from the infirmary? Or is it too soon.". He did not want Draco to loss all his faculties or worse kill him.

[Draco Malfoy]

"Too soon..." Draco said softly "I'll have to wait." He lightly touched Blaise's arm "Can you help me up?"

[Saka (M.H.)]

"Of course," Blaise says slipping his arm down Draco's back and around his waist helping him sit up before sitting beside him. "Take as long as you need."

[Draco Malfoy]

The blond exhaled and winced in pain as the other boy helped him up. They had to stop several times for Draco to allow his body to adjust, before they eventually made it into one of the seats. Draco sighed "Remind me to duck into a hole every-time i see a Carrow coming..."