"The Dark Lord had me pinned to the floor in the ballroom and everyone was there. To watch. I was their entertainment for the evening. Their fucking toy. I couldn't believe that it was happening. That it was really going to happen. I thought... Right up until it actually happened I thought that it...wouldn't." Emotion seeped into his dispassionate voice and Hermione clung closer to him, feeling his heart begin to race harder and faster under her hand. "Mother was there, watching, weeping into a hanky. And father was there...with the knife. One of Aunt Bella's blades."