The mudblood would never utter another word or sound that wasn't a scream of agony, I was sure of that. Aunt Bella would soak the floor in her filthy blood. I should be thrilled, I should be full of joy at the sight of her still shaking body upon the drawing room floor,but I found myself clutching my wand and a knife instead, and aching for just one more word. Dreomione Angst w/HEA
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