Blood-Red Water
Disclaimer: I do not mean to break any copyright laws when writing this FanFiction. The Characters are the property of J.K. Rowling, and therefore, I must remind you that no copyright laws are to be broken. I am also entitled to warn you that this will contain torture. If you have a weak stomach, I don't recommend reading this. Special thanks to Gildy and Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets for my inspiration. Rating: [R]
The darkness was corrupting his very soul. It had been at least three days that he had been hanging by his thumbs which were attached to a chain that seemed to come from nowhere.
He had looked down several times, looking for someone. All he saw below was darkness. He had not looked up yet. Occasionally he would hear strange clicking sounds. Once, he had even thought he had heard a scream.
Cornelius decided that it was time to look up. The clicking sounds were beginning to seem quite annoying. His eyes closed and head tipped backwards. He thought about the dangers that could be ahead of him, cowering over the possibility of dieing. Sweat was pouring down his face, pain was shooting through his body, and fear was taking over his life.
Ron was not sure how long he was going to live. He had been tied up in a gigantic spider web for at least half of a week. The worst part about it, he was sure, was the spider. It was huge! It had to have been at least eight feet tall and probably ten feet wide! It had been making clicking sounds every now and then, scaring the crap out of him. It would be only a small amount of time before the spider would devour him.
He was surprised that the spider had not eaten him yet. It had just sat there, apparently waiting for something. Something was strange about this spider.
The hunger was there; tearing apart his very soul. It was like a heavy blanket covering him from which there was no escape. He would have been satisfied with one bite of fudge.
The pain was there also. Being tied up for those few days had caused him extreme restlessness and uncomfort. It was overwhelming, taking over his body.
Lucius Malfoy's plan had worked to perfection. The meddling fool, Cornelius Fudge, and the muggle-lover Arthur Weasley's son were all ready for him to complete his plan. All he needed now was some Ritalin, serpents, spikes, and a knife.
He would get his revenge.
Disclaimer: I do not mean to break any copyright laws when writing this FanFiction. The Characters are the property of J.K. Rowling, and therefore, I must remind you that no copyright laws are to be broken. I am also entitled to warn you that this will contain torture. If you have a weak stomach, I don't recommend reading this. Special thanks to Gildy and Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets for my inspiration. Rating: [R]
The darkness was corrupting his very soul. It had been at least three days that he had been hanging by his thumbs which were attached to a chain that seemed to come from nowhere.
He had looked down several times, looking for someone. All he saw below was darkness. He had not looked up yet. Occasionally he would hear strange clicking sounds. Once, he had even thought he had heard a scream.
Cornelius decided that it was time to look up. The clicking sounds were beginning to seem quite annoying. His eyes closed and head tipped backwards. He thought about the dangers that could be ahead of him, cowering over the possibility of dieing. Sweat was pouring down his face, pain was shooting through his body, and fear was taking over his life.
Ron was not sure how long he was going to live. He had been tied up in a gigantic spider web for at least half of a week. The worst part about it, he was sure, was the spider. It was huge! It had to have been at least eight feet tall and probably ten feet wide! It had been making clicking sounds every now and then, scaring the crap out of him. It would be only a small amount of time before the spider would devour him.
He was surprised that the spider had not eaten him yet. It had just sat there, apparently waiting for something. Something was strange about this spider.
The hunger was there; tearing apart his very soul. It was like a heavy blanket covering him from which there was no escape. He would have been satisfied with one bite of fudge.
The pain was there also. Being tied up for those few days had caused him extreme restlessness and uncomfort. It was overwhelming, taking over his body.
Lucius Malfoy's plan had worked to perfection. The meddling fool, Cornelius Fudge, and the muggle-lover Arthur Weasley's son were all ready for him to complete his plan. All he needed now was some Ritalin, serpents, spikes, and a knife.
He would get his revenge.