(Author notes: Heya! So I've been once again reattaching the Harry Potter films, and I've decided to take on the task of creating a Harry Potter fan fiction. This is a work in progress and will hopefully be updated regularly, I'm using this as an outlet for my mental health. I do not yet know exactly where this will end up, but feedback will always be taken on board, I hope you stick around and enjoy the story as it's written)
-PROLOGUE-
She gritted her teeth, her fists clenched into fists as the pain shot through her, like her blood was acid. Not a single thought came to her mind as all she felt is pain, not even just pain, complete and utter agony running through her body, only darkness could be seen through her shut eyes.
"Crucio"
The voice rang through her ears, the words were mental torture on top of the physical torture she was experiencing, every time it felt like the pain was going to finally relax he uttered the words again, restarting the cycle.
"STOP"
She screamed out, hoping for a shred of mercy from the man, but of course none came. "I'M BEGGING YOU, PLEASE STOP" She managed to scream out again to no avail. At this point she was praying, not believing in a god she hoped she had always been wrong in that as she prayed for death, by his hand or by fate itself, she just wanted the pain to stop. She tried to focus on something, anything to make the pain stop as she began to lose consciousness, a sweet relief from the agony as her body went limp.