"That's it, you bitch! I've had enough of your shit, Auror Nymphadora Tonks! I've waited long to see you suffer. Now, I don't want any words coming from you, only your screams. I will have the satisfaction of watching you die an agonizingly slow death. Also, how does it feel to fail so many people at once, Shacklebolt saved you for nothing dear. But you did have your uses, so I'll tell you what Dumbledore couldn't. That package held Hufflepuff's cup which housed You-know-who's soul shard, which then Dumbledore destroyed, but I did get in a curse to kill him. So, you see, all those who have wronged me, will meet their maker, and their maker shall recoil in horror at the ways I'll send them back to him. I could have had fun with Rita, but you're here and you took a very active part in my agony, so.. let's get started shall we?" said Hermione with a glint in her glowing eyes that Tonks finally saw struggling against the tightening vines.