"Fuck!" Draco bit out with tears dripping from his pointed chin as he hugged his arm carefully to himself and rocked back and forth, trying not to scream again in case the sound could be heard upstairs. He whimpered quietly instead, a litany of swear words spilling raggedly from his lips. His mouth tasted of blood and he realised he must have bitten his lip so hard he’d broken the skin. He couldn’t feel the wound; the pain from his stump obliterated everything else.