If the Imperius Curse working had been empowering, then this Cruciatus made him feel like he was on top of the world. He understood right that moment while the Dark Lord liked it so much - it made him feel invincible. Like no one could touch him. Draco was oblivious to everything in that moment: their surroundings, the cameras, the Capitol. Everything. It was just him, and Howard writhing on the floor, and his little stick that actually worked, and there was nothing that could pull him down from that high.
He didn't even bother casting it again; Draco merely kicked the knife away from Howard's hand, then stepped down on his wrist, not quite hard enough to cause any major injuries. "Oh no, you don't. What do you think you're playing at? We've been over this - I have the advantage right now, not you."
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He didn't even bother casting it again; Draco merely kicked the knife away from Howard's hand, then stepped down on his wrist, not quite hard enough to cause any major injuries. "Oh no, you don't. What do you think you're playing at? We've been over this - I have the advantage right now, not you."