"Ginny... please... why..."
"Quiet!" The red haired witch screamed at the filthy mudblood cowering before her. It was her master's nineteenth birthday and the trash would make a fine gift.
"Crucio!"
The mudblood screamed and screamed. The mudblood is going to wake up the master with this noise. It's as if she's never been tortured before.
Hermione the girl was called. an old friend of Ginny, they had met through Ginny's blood traitor brother. Though Ronald had been dead for over a year. Her mastered ordered her to bring him his head in order to prove her loyalty.
Finally the girl stopped screaming. The ground had been marked from the girl's endless scratching during her torture. Her fingernails now red, dripping with blood.
"Ginny... you can't let Harry do this...Ginny..."
"How dare you speak his name? You filthy mudblood!"
Ginny laughed as she cast the cruciatus curse again. She wondered how much more the mudblood could take.
"Ginny."
The voice was unmistakable. Ginny turned to see her master standing before her, draped in all black. His eyes glistening, his skin as pale as the moon. A true statue of glory. One that would clean this world of all who are unpure. Harry may have defeated the dark wizard Voldemort, but he also had his own plans and ambitions for this world. He achieved far more than the noseless cretin ever could.
"You have brought me a guest."
"A present. My lord." She bowed before him, feeling unworthy of his presence.
"Harry..." The mudblood could barely let out a whimper.
"Hermione. My old friend. It's been so long."
Harry pulled out his wand and began levitating the girl as he spoke to her.
"Do not think I haven't forgotten how intelligent you are." There wasn't a hint of malice in Harry's voice.
"It is such a shame your existence has been tainted by your lineage."
"Unfortunately, there are no place for muggle-born in this world. In my world."
"Avada Kadavra!" The mudblood's coprse had dropped to the ground in less than a second.
"You have done well, served me loyally." He spoke as he gently caressed her cheek.
Ginny never felt prouder.
He removed his hand and began walking away. He turned around and met Ginny's eyes. She quickly looked down as he began speaking again.
"We must find the rest of The Order. I leave that task in your hands. Do not fail me." He commanded.
She knew failure would mean death, but she would never fail him. She would carry on this task and bring cleansing to the entire wizarding world. Together they would stand at the edge of this world. Master and servant.