Don't Kill the Messenger
She heard his voice, but could not see anything due to the blindfold that was wrapped tightly across her eyes.
"I'm going to kill you," a chill ran through her; he was close, whispering into her ear, "but I'm going to do it slowly. Until you forget what it's like to be without pain, what it's like not to have a knife cutting into your skin." She wanted to cry out, to call for help – but she didn't want to give him the pleasure of knowing she was so scared.
She had been sent to him and her objective was clear – make him understand what Dumbledore wanted Riddle to do. She had known it was a bad plan, she had known that it could never end well – but she had hoped.
"I'm going to keep you alive long enough for you to see your life blood fill the room, and to see your organs fall to the floor." She heard a snicker from the side of the room; someone else was here. "Or, maybe I'll feed you to my friend over there, he's starving – and he likes to make his meals last!"
Severus was supposed to protect her. He was supposed to convince Voldemort to let her go. He had failed her, and now she was going to die. "Now, you're going to tell me who sent you, and why… and maybe I will bring the moment of your death just that itty-bitty little bit closer." She finally understood, he didn't know who she was, and as soon as she told him, she was going to die. Dumbledore be damned – she wanted to survive.
"And, you know what? I do believe in killing the messenger, you know why? Because it sends a message." Damn.
A/N: Words - 305
TV Quote - "I do believe in killing the messenger, you know why? Because it sends a message." - Damon Salvatore, The Vampire Diaries
School of Prompts - Drama (Genre)