"Well," spat Ted Tonks, "get it over with, Lestrange. I'll never sign to your Muggle-born Registration -"
"You think that is what it is all about, Mudblood?" Bellatrix Lestrange laughed. "You think that is important here? You defied
the Dark Lord's will! Crucio.
" She watched impassionately as the curse tore through Ted, but, for some strange reason, he did not scream. His lips were white as he struggled not to let a sound pass his lips, even as his body twisted into spasms.
A full ten seconds later, Bellatrix lifted the curse, curiosity entering her eyes. "It must not have hurt enough. No screams, Mudblood."
"I won’t," Ted said, and a grim smile appeared on his bloody face. "You can hurt me with physical pain all you want, but we won't give, Bellatrix. You hear me? We won't give.
Your type of pain can’t hurt enough."
"Perhaps then I should use it on your friend then," Bellatrix hissed, her wand pointing at the thin figure who looked up at Bellatrix's wand with grim determination.
"Go ahead," Dean Thomas spat. "Give it your best shot. I may not be part of the Order, but I'm part of Dumbledore's Army, and you won't be able to hurt me."
" Bellatrix screamed, pointing her wand at Dean. Even as he convulsed in the dirt, Ted winced as he saw the horrendous pain that Dean was suffering. But a few seconds later, Bellatrix turned her wand back to Ted, a wide smile growing on her face as Dean gasped in the dirt.
"I think I know how to hurt you, Mudblood. I'll make you an offer: tell us the other members of Dumbledore's Army and I'll let you go; if you do not," Bellatrix's hand tightened on her wand, "this Mudblood dies."
Dean's knuckles whitened as his eyes grew wide. He looked at Ted, who had been his closest companion for the past few months. They had become closer than brothers, and Ted had become closer to Dean than the father he never had. "You wouldn't dare -" he began.
Bellatrix gave a loud, raucous laugh. "I wouldn't dare?
I've killed more people than you'll ever know; one more won't hurt my conscience."
"Dean, don't -" Ted shouted, but he was Silenced with a quick jab of Bellatrix's wand. "Well," she asked softly, "what's it going to be?"
Dean hesitated, but a second later Bellatrix shrugged and pointed her wand at Ted.
"Too slow," she said with a smile. "Avada Kedavra!
Dean screamed as the green light hit Ted Tonks, who toppled over in the dirt, his eyes wide and fearful in death. A hand grabbed the teenager, and threw him in a caged wagon, where he could only sit, shivering and sobbing silently in the dark.
Bellatrix looked inside the wagon, her eyes glittering with malice.
"I guess I have
found a way to cause you pain. It doesn't always have to be physical, you know."
And then the door slammed shut.