"They were still celebrating having won. They were drinking, eating, some were dancing. Malfoy wasn't there, but they praised him constantly, toasted to him. A lot of them had their own slaves, fresh from the battlefield. I saw a lot of familiar faces—I'd just fought alongside them days ago. Now we were all wearing chains. They tortured us a bit, just for fun. For laughs. And when they were tired of drinking and dancing, some of them stripped their slaves and had them right there, or shared them with groups." He swallowed loudly and shuddered. "It felt like it went on forever. I'd never been so angry in my life."