"I can see it now. The pureblood children would be adopted by couples that could raise them to be good little followers, but the rest? The pretty ones would be parcelled out as presents, and the unattractive ones handed to Greyback to keep him entertained. We both know perfectly well where some of the Death Eaters tastes lie – you know what would happen to those pretty little kids. And everyone knows what happens to the ones Greyback and his people are given – they leave the remains lying in full enough view." Draco’s stomach lurched; his entire being shrinking away from the mental images the truth conjured.