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Torture from a wand

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Pain. Cursing through me like hot wired splinters. My forearm burned as Bellatrix's wand carved letters deep into my skin. I could feel blood trickling down my arm like a warm, smooth river. I screamed out all the air that I had in my lungs. This had to be what true suffering felt like. As Bellatrix's wand stabbed my arm again, I felt a sense of lonliness and discreet death. I pictured Ron's face and kept my thoughts fixated on him. His flaming red hair. His stupid yet sweet and protective personality. His eyes that always sent me into a loving trance. I screamed as loud as I could. Hoping and praying that he would follow my voice. Each letter that was cut seemed to burn forever, until there was a small numbing sting left behind. After what seemed like an eternity of torture, Bellatrix gave out a loud wail of joy, as though she was impressed with her work. My stomach gave a sickened jolt. I watched drowsily as Bellatrix practically danced over to where Wormtail watched happily admiring her handiwork. I reluctantly cast my eyes down to my pale, weakened arm and saw one word harshly hacked into it, which caused a hot single tear to fall down my cheek. My blood instanly ran cold and my heart turned to ice at the sight of the word that had caused me torment for seven years. Mudblood.
I wrote this work on when Hermione was tortured by Bellatrix Lestrange in Malfoy Manor, hope you like :)

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ChocoCoatedLemons's avatar
XD I love Bellatrix. 'Nuff said.

Oh, and this was good :)