Hello again! Another chappy coming your way!:) I usually write short chapters and end up combining them because theybare so short, but I easily wrote 1.8k ^=^ probably because I hate Worm-Tail.
here you go!:
Warning!: Torture
Language
The Dungeons
We finally arrived at the dungeons. I might add that they are very stereotypical. The kind you see in those old school horror movies except there aren't any skeletons left in chains, just regular rusted chains, probably rusted on purpose for chaffing.I'm pretty sure the deatheaters that come down here, Bellatrix, vanish bodies as soon their done. Bitch probably vanishes them to random light-oriented families' homes to scare the shit outta them. Okay back on track; no need to get off of track thinking about that insane bint. I do need to remember to put her down as revenge number two victim.
(Torture scene begins)
I cancel the wandless levitation charm on Worm-Tail and throw him into the nearest cell and start to let him know exactly how I feel about his betrayal. He immediately starts moaning and begging me to stop. Only causing me to curse him with my immense hate fueling my wand-less and wordless magic.
"Harry, H-Ha-ary, please let me g-go! James..they wouldn't do it. Wou-uldnt want y-you too to-orture mee". The swine continues, " I-I can ge-et us out of here! H-Help you defeat the D-Dark Lord!
With those words my rage and conviction heightens. The swine! Even he cannot utter Tom's name while trying to commit treason. If I were stupid enough to take that offer he would immediately run and tell everyone how he escaped me an I am a spy. I let him go in third year trying to emulate James Potter by letting this waste of space free.
" Well guess what Worm-Tail", he looks up at me questioningly with desparation in those watery plain beady eyes, " I am my own person, not James Potters' son with Lily's eyes." And with those words I spat the first words with such loathing that even the oldest deatheaters would flinch. Having his musical screams ringing out in Malfoy Manor.
"Avis Oppugno"
The conjured jet-black snakes fly towards the rat at at blinding speed causing him the howl in pain. I used a sticking charm to keep the snakes in place, forever injecting venom and constricting at the slightest movement. Being my considerate self I let him know of this in the politest tone .
" Worm-Tail, you might want to shut your trap. Each movement the snakes will become tighter".
"H-H-Har-ry, ple-e-as-s-se!"
Hn,So boring. Must have an extremely low pain tolerance. Thinking of this I cast two more spells: One so he can't pass out and another so he won't die until I am done. I plan on using him for a week more, for a " rainy day" or something. I quickly continue seeing the venom working its magic; chuckling at my corny joke. Worm-Tails entire body is quickly resembling the color of a blue-berry with yellowish-green puss oozing out the cuts. Time to cast other spell to hide the smell and sudden stench of urine. Pathetic.
"Confringo"
I blast that silver hand off his arm and his left , vanishing the now useless lumps to give to Nagini later, I etch it up a notch, saying spells in rapid succession.
"Conjunctivitis,Descendo,Diffindo!"
I guess I was being to kind; Someone Worm-Tail find the strength to utter, " Ha! Y-you c-can't e-even use d-dark s-spells!"
The idiot, why are some people allowed wands? Doesn't he know Confringo is a dark spell?. Well if that's the way he wants it. My studying can be put to good use.
"Okay Worm-Tail, your wish is my command", I drawled sarcastically.
The rodent reject must have a death wish. I cast a spell that puts him through everything I want to at my "Relatives loving home".
" Tantibus Imperium"
Worm-Tail stays silent for a minute , letting out occasional muffled groans and whimper ,gradually growing in volume. Ah, he must be entering age four, when I began to cook but cannot even see over the stove. The muggle filth didn't even give me a stool. He begins pleading for the invisible foe to stop jerking around; resulting his now inflamed wounds to rip open and begin anew. Hm, age eight, didn't complete my impossible list of chores. He once again falls silent. He most be at the age where I start Hogwarts. I can't wait until he meets the parasite Voldemort! A scream of horror echoes in my ears; he met him all ready. This is quickly becoming boring, putting extra magic into the spell I fast forward it until the summer of 6th year when my Uncle decided I was growing up quite nicely and since the freak is living for free (Completely untrue, Dumbledick was paying him) he wanted a different compensation. once Worm-Tail starts feeling my desperation and horror I cut off the spell. No need to relive hatred, he doesn't receive any reprieve. Worm-Tail choked out a sob and blubbers, making me lean a little closer.
"Please...H-Har..ry..S-s-sto..op. Pl..ea..se! J-ja..mes...and..L-Lily!"
My magic whips out around me and wraps around Worm-Tail, choking him, leaving him an array of colors. How dare he?! Beg for ME to stop! He is the cause, he dares ask for mercy? Shaking in rage to torture this..vermin for the next week ,no, a thousand years sky-rockets. But he deserves just being kept alive and tortured when I am bored. I have a..new plan for this piece if shit.
~WHAT!~ I hiss out, ~HOW DARE YOU UTTER THEIR NAMES. LET ALONE THINK ABOUT THEM! YOU DARE BEG WITH ME TO STOP? DID THOSE MUGGLES STOP WHEN I BEGGED?! DID THEY?! WHEN I BENT OVER BACKWARDS TO PLEASE EVERYONE AROUND ME?! YOU WERE THEIR FRIEND YOU FUCK! AND YOU BETRAYED THEM FOR WHAT? TO STAY ALIVE!?~
"You-huff-don't...understand! Back..T-Then the D-Ark Lo-~VOLDEMORT!Ignoring then flinch -CALL HIM BY HIS NAME YOU TRAITOROUS COWARD! YOU WERE SCARED WORM-TAIL? THAT VOLDMORT WOULD'VE KILLED YOU? THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE BURIED THE SECRET WITH YOU. . TO YOUR GRAVE!~
I've had enough!Making sure Worm-Tail cannot escape, I utter one last spell holding it even after I leave the dungeons. Paying special attention to hiss it in parseltongue.
~CRUCIO~
An unearthly inhuman shriek filled my ears. Worm-Tail rolls around clawing the looking for anything the stop the crucio that was worse than his lords. Clawing the surface of his skin and gouging his eyes, covering himself with blood and mutilated flesh. I take one last look with disgust filling my eyes and stride gracefully out the dungeons. Leaving the inhuman shriek in my wake.
'One down, One to go'
(Torture Scene End)
I arrive back at my rooms to change. Narcissa must have brought it about herself to go shopping for me because I now have a closet for of clothes, or they are Draco's. Merlin I hope not. I lay emerald slacks and a form-fitting long-sleeved black button down shirt on the bed; Complete the ensemble with silk emerald boxers and black dragon-hide boots. Turning to the bathroom I head towards the showers to wash Worm-Tails blood if my clothes and body only to stop dead. The bathroom is enormous! The size of the late Dursleys living room with black marble floors, they sure love over my shock I step in a little more and explore the bathroom are coupled with twin sinks and a Jacuzzi tub. Opening the two other doors I look inside to see a long toilet..room; and a steam room. Heading back to the showers and step-in and relax for ten minutes thinking. Exiting the bathroom with a white fluffy heat-charmed towel wrapped around my waist. Ready to dress, I turn when I hear a slight cough. Why is Tom in my room? I decide to ask him just that.
" What are you doing in here?", One eye-brow arched staring him straight in his wine-like eyes.
" I came to inform you lunch is in five minutes", he continues looking amused. " I knocked but you were obviously in the shower, so I invited myself in", he finishes in a slightly more husky tone, looking at me , or more like my chest.
" Hey, Tom, eyes up here, why do I feel like a girl?- thanks for update. You can go now"' I reply with a shooing motion.
"No thank you." He then settled himself down in the chair next to the mahogany desk with that infuriating smirk. Bastard thinks I'll blush and run in my bathroom the change like a blushing bride? Hn, egotistical Dark Lord has something coming.
With a smirk of my own ,that results in narrowed eyes -good- I just gave him a flat look and drawled " fine".
And promptly toke off my towel.
Chuckling, I look at Tom, he is shocked at my bold actions. The only reason I can tell is the minuscule widening of his red orbs, his white-knuckled grip on his chair and the shock itself radiating through our link.
" What? I have everything you have so why be shy at all?", I ask with a smile that contradicts my innocent words. Turning my back to Tom - I can feel his irritation at being ignored, especially like this I walk over ,bend down and put on my boxers. Pretending I didn't hear the small noise in Tom's direction. Deciding I did not want to be raped I quickly dress and turn back to Tom. Tom whose eyes are almost black with lust. He looks me chuckling, velvet voice sliding down my spine.
"Oh, ~Little Sserpent~ be careful how you ~play~"
"We don't want to be for lunch Tom, let's go", I say, ignoring his statement. Still smiling, I stride past Tom and turn in the direction of the Dining Hall.
Worm-Tails Screams were still echoing in the background
AN/:
Tantibus Imperium: Translates to " Nightmare Realm in latin.
Conjunctivitis: Causes victim great pain to his/her eyes
Descendo: Causes things to sink
Diffindo: Blasting Curse that rips things apart
Confringo: Blasting curse that sets things on fire
I didn't use many spells,I know! This was more of a venting outlet for Harry anyway and my first torture scene. His next torture session will involve less talking I promise!..But even when Harry leaves Worm-Tail is still being tortured, so i hope that might make up for it if you were later chapters I will also explain why Harry is not body shy!
Also, should Snape die/live?
Top/Bottom Harry? I feel this story should have bottom but if you guys want top I'll work it out! :))
Review! Happy Holidays. And if anyone can tell me whats special about Dec.31st ( In Harry Potter) I'll make a one-shot slash of Topharry!/Tom ;)