It had been chaos in the moments after Lord Voldemort's curse hit Hermione. Draco had leapt to his feet and attempted to throw himself at the Dark Lord. Lucius and Yaxley had both thrown themselves on top of Draco and he’d been bound to his chair with chains. His aunt had screamed in glee and his mother had turned her wand on her own sister. Bellatrix fled the dining room moments later clutching her side where a beautiful rose bush was growing out of her abdomen and wrapping itself around her tightly. Narcissa had always been creative with her punishments. 