"Get on your knees then," she tells him, and again Malfoy nods once, and obeys. He sinks to his knees several feet away from her, eyes pale and soft on hers, features smooth and unreadable. He violated her. Used her and hurt her and tore her apart and nothing can ever be the same again. "Crucio!" she snarls, meaning it as much as she can, and Malfoy jerks with a sound of pain and doubles forward, crumpling like a broken toy. "Crucio!" He twists on the floor, hunched in a ball, fingers scrabbling at the wood as an animal whining emits from his throat. He tips to one side and his back arches as she spits the curse again, feeling oddly numb. As though she is watching someone else do this to him. Hermione Granger doesn't use Unforgivables, only – only she is.