I find this chapter personally interesting as it has ups and downs that it probaby shouldn't considering the downs.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not, I repeat, NOT belong to me.
Chapter VIII - Tortured
Albus awoke to the sound of a spell: "Crucio Plurimus". A new spell, clearly a variation of the Cruciatus Curse but much more powerful, if Paddock's screams of excruciating pain were anything to go by. Albus' vision was blurred and he could barely see the gigantic grey faced wizard in front of him. "Lord Grindelwald", Epave said with a grin on his face, "Dumbledore is vaking up".
Albus' vision cleared and he started to become more aware of his surroundings. His arms had been hoisted up in the stretcher and his legs were shackled to a long plank of wood. His robes had been removed and even his hat had been torn to shreds. "Welcome to the realm of the living, Albus", Grindelwald said, "or more appropriately, my realm". Albus was still unable to speak, as much as he wanted to. It was one of the only times in his life he wanted to shout and curse and scowl at somebody, but he could only move his face into a figure of pure anger.
"Now, Albus", Grindelwald said, calmly, approaching Albus slowly so that there faces were inches from each other, "I am going to give you you're speech back now. Are you going to be a nice little man, Albus"? Albus glared into Grindelwald's golden eyes and made no attempt to acknowledge his proposal. Suddenly, without a show of a wand or a wave of a hand, Albus' voice came back to him. "You black hearted demon", Albus screamed at the top of his voice, as Grindelwald turned to pace the room, "you cruel toad of a man. Merlin turns in his grave with every diabolical step you take". "Merlin would praise me", Grindelwald retorted, pointing a crooked finger at the weakened wizard, "it is Merlin's will I am fulfilling". "You foolish beast", Albus said, "Merlin accepts all magical beings into his house and respects all muggles. He was a loyal servant of the Royal household". "I expected as much from a filthy blood traitor", Grindelwald angrily breathed.
Epave reached into his pocket and pulled out silver wolfbane, made specifically for killing werewolves. The hulking man looked at Grindelwald awaiting approval and the dark wizard nodded his horrid head. Epave approached Albus with that frightening grin on his face. He bent down and ran the knife along Albus' left leg just above the knee; but he did a let out a pained yelp or scream like Paddock did. Epave continued gashing Albus' leg, crosshatching the cuts. "Enough", Grindelwald said, leaving Albus in the dark. Epave walked over to Grindelwald and they spoke in tongues.
Grindelwald moved towards Albus himself this time and pulled out a familiar piece of enchanted wood from his pocket. "You see this, Albus"? Grindelwald said, almost mockingly, "Does this look familiar to you? This is your wand Albus, and now it is a horcrux". Albus was more shocked than he ever had been. His precious wand was now in the hands of a madman, and it was protecting his soul.
Grindelwald placed his horcrux back in his pocket and extracted a vile of black powder from his other pocket. He opened the vile and dowsed his right hand with it, then, handing the vile to Epave, he rubbed his hands together and closed his eyes. He opened them again suddenly and concentration filled his gaze. "Crucio Plurimus", he shouted, pointing his crooked hands at Albus.
The pain Albus felt could only be described as like being hit by lightning a thousand times in a second but not dying and lasting more than a second. "Painful"? Grindelwald maliciously asked over Albus' sounds of suffering. Grindelwald dropped his blackened hands and watched Albus' smoking body hang motionless. Then, Albus sprang back into life, wriggling like a worm and glowering loathsomely at the troll like dark wizard. "Albus", Grindelwald said, falsely caringly, "you are going to die down here". And breathing heavily through his nose, Grindelwald raised his arms up again, his crooked hands facing Albus and he said, "Cruci"- but he was rudely interrupted.
The door into the dungeon blew open and Graisseux's former secretary was blasted through it, breaking her back on the far wall. Ida ran into the dungeon, followed by Caradoc and a whole team of Aurors. "Ok Aurors"! Ida shouted, "remember, Stupefy and Disarming Charms only". And with that she fired a disarming charm at Epave who launching killing curses into the team of Aurors. "Diffindo", she said four times, cutting the rope and chains that bound Albus with her wand. Ida then apparated with Albus into the now empty atrium of the French ministry. "What happened"? Albus asked, drowsily. "You were tortured, Albus", Ida said, genuinely caringly, "but you're ok now. Ida's got you".
Albus fainted at those words, partly because of shock, partly because of the lingering pain and partly because he felt so relaxed alone in the atrium with Ida.
Good? Tell me.