Voldemort stood in front of him and all Draco could think off was how he smelt like rotting flesh "Kneel" he said and Draco complied "Arm" he commanded and Draco stretched his wand arm out. Voldemort jabbed the tip of his wand into his skin and Draco wanted to yell but instead he just took deep breaths as a sharp pain shot across his body. In a minute that seemed to stretch for an eternity, the pain was gone. He collapsed to the floor panting and clutching his arm. He had been branded with the mark.