Up in Bellatrix's bedroom, Draco had poked around and helped himself to some of his aunt's firewhiskey, immediately choking and sputtering from the burning liquid and hacking up the fiery drink. He wobbly made it to her bed before slumping against the edge. Thankfully, a house elf appeared and helped the drunken toddler onto the bed, beginning to strip him naked, roll him onto his belly and plaster some lube across his asshole. From what they'd heard, the witch was furious down in the library. So having young Draco served and ready to have his arse deflowered would be as good a treat as any.