Alone I was in my cell.
Brimmed with anger from head to toe.
"HOW DARE THEY HOW DARE THEY". I screamed at the top of my voice while throwing my hands violently onto the dusty floor, until they throbbed with excruciating devastating pain.
I jumped on my duvet and closed myself eyes desperately trying to plot a plan to get the hell out of here.
"Uh this is just so frustrating." I thought "I used to want to kill that Harry Potter now well, I WANT HIM TO BE TORTURED BY ONE OF THOSE HISTORICAL METHODS OF THOSE MACHINES THAT STRETCHED YOU AND THEN HUNG 'TILL HALF DEAD, PUSHED AROUND BY GOATS, SOUL SUCKED OUT BY A DEMENTOR AND THEN CUT INTO QUATERS." (this is similar to an actual punishment you could get into Tudor England called Hung, Drawn and Quartered I think).
I bashed the walls with brute force, ignoring the stabbing pains in my fingers. Screaming despretly high-pitchrd and as loudly as I could and not stopping, even to take a breath, I started to feel light-headed but I continued until I felt my head drop and utter blackness.
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Delphi Riddle-Lestrange Behind Bars
FanfictionA SEQUAL TO THE CURSED CHILD *Spoiler** "You shall be in here until you ROT Delphini. You dare mess with my son!" Those are the words, he said to me before I was trailed behind the bars of the cell. I won't endure this, I'll refuse to co-operate.You...
