It is the first time he decides to torture instead of kill.
He has used simple and effective Avada Kedavras in the past, but that is not how he wants to do this. His past kills have always held some significance, regardless of their blood status, but this one. This one he will kill as the start of his quest to cleanse the Wizarding world of the unworthy and impure.
The girl in front of him is a Mudblood of no importance, one he decided upon when he heard her talk to her friends about returning to the Muggle world and her parents' house. It had been pathetically simple to kidnap her. No one ever suspected that they might be stupefied in the middle of Diagon Alley, especially now that the war with Grindelwald was over. But then, it was this stupidity that made them dispensable.
This time, the first time, he experiments with knives. The screams they produce from the girl are deliciously pain-filled, and the blood that flows from her has him shivering from pleasure. He thinks that blood-red may be his new favourite colour; overtaking the Slytherin green of his heritage he has clung to for so long.
He may be addicted to the screams of dying Mudbloods already.
As the life leaves her body, she curses at him, telling him to go to hell.
Silly Mudblood, he thinks. The orphanage was hell. This is me climbing out of it.
The next time, he will try the Cruciatus.
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Not for the faint hearted competition, Operation horror (drabble)
52 weeks of writing 2013, compulsory prompt dangerous
Seven fics challenge, character: Lord Voldemort
Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes Competition, category Edible Dark Marks
Honeydukes Competition, Category Blood-Flavoured Lollipops
Harry Potter Spells Competition, category Crucio
If you dare challenge, Prompt 6. Warmongering
Character Diversity Bootcamp, Prompt 24, Obsession