He had read the wretched disgusting journal of his ancestor, the next Malfoy who had been presented with this curse. Both of them had killed plenty of muggle women, which was vile. But neither had talked about a woman or man who they had visited where their energy had come back quickly. He had been prepared to put each visit to each student his age out. To slightly starve himself but here he was sated and full. While the woman he had visited was sated as well. Bruises were forming on her, he cast a wandless notice-me-not on them. 