Imperius

With a word, he begins. Her will aligns with his, the ready obedience sickening. Something twists inside, but the tide is loosed and cannot be recalled.

Cruciatus

He is drowned. Hardly is the word out, and he regrets. His heart stutters with their cries, and he is empty.

Avada

The final sin. Emptiness reflected, and he hesitates, seeing at last. The tide returns.