Moments of Lucidity
Chapter Six: First Time He Killed
Prompt: Killed
R&R
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They laughed cruelly as the girls screams echoed throughout the chambers; her pleads of lenience met with nothing but a harsh slap. The chamber was damp and cold, and her body shivered on the floor, though he was unsure of whether that was because she was cold or the brutality of the spells.
He watched with barely concealed disgust as Dolohov and Rabastan took turns torturing the girl, their eyes gleaming as she begged for mercy with each shot.
Her agonised screams seared through him, his heart beating erratically as he watched the girls sanity slowly fading from her eyes.
"S-stop," She cried once the spells ceased, "P-please just kill me, I b-beg you." Her tears mingled with blood on her face, dropping down onto the tiles.
He stepped back into the shadows, shuddering as he saw Dolohov twirl his wand around -- contemplating which spell to use.
"You'd be of no use then, would you girlie?" He sneered. "Filthy muggle."
"Wh-what? I won't say anything.."
Lucius winced as the torment begun once more and her body convulsed violently on the floor. He wondered how much one person could take, how much one muggle person could take.
He didn't care much for muggles, in fact, he loathed them. But no one deserved a fate such as this, not even filthy muggles. No one deserved for their dignity to be ripped to shreds, no one deserved to be tortured to the point of near-insanity or to the point where they begged for death.
He drew out his wand, feeling rather superior as he saw Dolohov and Rabastan watching him with excited eyes. He tapped the tip of it off of his chin for a moment,
"Watcha gonna' do, Malfoy?" Rabastan asked, the familiar malevolent gleam in his eye returning.
The girl turned her eyes towards his, they were a deep blue and swam with tears. The white of the eye was bloodshot, and around one eye was purple. Her lip trembled and she shut her eyes tight, she opened her mouth to speak but no words emitted.
It was then he realised she couldn't.
Pity emanated from him as he watched the girl until he could bear it no longer,
"Avada Kedavra."
The green light shot from his wand and her eyes went blank. Lucius sighed and put away his wand before turning back to the girl, ignoring Rabastan and Dolohov's anger.
Her eyes were still open, the horror and torment she endured witness to shining in her eyes. The iris' blue looking into his.
He would never forgot those horrified eyes, the eyes of his first murder.
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I liked writing something a bit darker. I think it was good, if not a bit evil. Lol
Feedback welcomed.
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