Birthday challenge four at His Most Faithful. 100 words exactly and featuring the first time I have written Wormtail.
Wormatail whimpered quietly to himself as he quivered from head to foot in the winter chill and his own fears.
He was not heard over the sounds from the woman beside him and her victims.
Curse after curse slammed into the boy before her. He could not be more than fourteen, yet Bellatrix was relentless. Again and again the curses came, the pleas came and the screams continued.
When they finally stopped, it was not from her mercy.
The boy was silent at last.
"Come Wormtai," Bellatrix barked as she stepped over the body. "The next one might be useful."