Sorry for the wait (again)! This pairing no longer really interests me, but I'll finish this story anyways.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
"This is for my family." She slashes her wand like a whip, and I feel a trail of fire burn across my face. I refuse to scream.
"This is for my first year at Hogwarts." Again, I'm hit, and it goes deeper this time. Her hair is in her eyes, and I want to brush it to the side. I feel my skin burning, in a sharp line across my face and down to my bare shoulder. Still, I make no noise.
"This is for all the muggle borns you've insulted." She hits harder, cutting my skin, blood pouring down my neck. There are tears in her eyes I want to wipe away. She looks tired, unstable, she should really sit down. For her, I remain silent.
"This is for the people you've killed." She tries to use her wand, but her hand is shaking, and she drops it, tears pouring down her face. She kicks me, and beats me, but she's too weak now to do any real harm. She's just angry.
"This is for my husband." She continues to hit me, but each punch is feebler than before. The worst is over.
She stops, realizing she's done, and steps back, surveying her work. She brushes her hair from her eyes, and the tears from her face, and breaths. She walks back up to me calmly. "This is for me." And she leans in, looking into my eyes, and kisses me.
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