"Let's see how you enjoy a wand between your legs crucio-ing the ever-loving life out of your clit," Hermione thought her menacing little grin growing wider as she recalled this depraved act that Bellatrix had promised she would unleash on Hermione when she had been her prisoner some weeks back. Hermione let out a small laugh unable to help herself, she had grown to have a dark sense of humour over the course of this war it seemed. Perhaps some of the torture she had suffered at Bellatrix's hands had unraveled part of her mind. Hermione almost began to cackle but quickly turned it into a choked cough and recovered from it.