Prompt: Dream
Rating: PG
Pairings: N/A
Word Count: 328
A snake slithered towards him, speaking in the snake language of Parseltongue. Its rough scales made a slight scratching noise as it rubbed against the marble floor.
"My dear Nagini," I spoke as affectionately as was possible, "Young Draco didn't fulfill my request. The family has been mocked and knocked down. Severus had to do the job. What shall we do with them?"
Nagini hissed in reply, "the Cruciatusss curssse massster."
"Yes, that would do. It would keep them in line. They must not stray. I hate to spill pure blood," I replied.
Lucius now stood in front of me.
"Crucio," I almost whispered, but my words were filled with venom.
A warm sensation ran down my arm and into the wand. Lucius writhed in pain, but using Legilmency I knew he was holding back a scream. Finally, the pain was too much for him. With Draco and Narcissa watching from behind me, Lucius twitched and screamed in agony. The sound sent welcomed chills up my spine. He deserved it. If Dumbledore had lived, I would have been threatened.
A new anger exploded within me as I maliciously said, "Crucio," again. Draco did not complete his task –Crucio- Potter was planning something –Crucio- but I dare not use possession again. It was much too painful –Crucio-. No one knows my little secret; no one will know I was related to the Gaunts –Crucio-. No one will know about the cave, the room that presented itself to me or the cup… but Lucius threw away my diary, –Crucio- it is destroyed. Lucius will not tempt me to kill. With a final "crucio," I let him lay in a numb pain. Blood was pouring down his face; I hadn't seen him injure himself, all the better.
A goblin then walked in on my meeting, a flash of green light streaked across the room. He was dead before he hit the floor. Many kilometers away, Harry Potter awoke from another dream.