Tortured

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T O R T U R E D

Hermione's bloodshot eyes fluttered open, then closed again.  Her hair was dripping wet with sweat, her arm stung like her flesh had been gouged out and her skin was paler than death.  She could barley remember who she was.  A ear piercing scream hacked the silence apart when another sharp pain entered her.  She sobbed and cried out for help but nobody came, her pleas soon drowned out by yet another flash and more unbearable pain. A mop of wild, black hair brushed her face and she looked up to see a witch who was laughing hysterically while she flung more and more Cruciartis Curses at Hermione who shrieked and writhed in agony.

Suddenly it stopped.  The pain.  The excruciating torture.  For a moment, Hermione was naive enough to think it was over.
Then it came all at once.

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