A/N:
"Fred" is Fred speaking
"George" is George speaking
"Fred and George" is both speaking
Hadrian's POV
I conjured three chairs for us. When we sat, we heard Molly's screams.
"Looks like your dad has started." My twins said.
I nodded.
"What spells did he use to curse you, other than the Cruciatus?" Fred asked as George got up from the chair.
"Stinging hexes, mild cutting charms, reductor curses, and bone breaking hexes." I replied.
I didn't want to hide anything from them. I know they would figure out I lied if I did.
"Then, shall we start with those?" George asked as he took his wand out.
Fred held me close and transfigured all three chairs into a comfortable sofa. "Watch. My brother wants to take revenge on your behalf. When he is done, it will be my turn." He said.
I nodded, letting myself feel vulnerable and take comfort in their words and actions.
"Reducto." George cursed at Albus' arms.
Blood oozed out. I waited for the screams, but Albus held them in.
"Oh... You've got quite the tolerance, I see." George smirked as he cast the curse on Albus' other arm.
"He'll die if we leave him like that." I whined.
George nodded and healed him.
George then cast the stinging jinx on him on his face.
When the face swelled, George made small lacerations on the wounds and spelled the flesh there to rot.
That was when Albus screamed.
"Rotting your skin hurts, doesn't it?" Fred asked, for which he received an icy glare from Albus. Not that it scared him any longer. He quite seemed to enjoy the negative emotions flowing out of Albus.
George then used the bone breaking hex to break Albus' arms, jaw, and knees.
The pain must have been intolerable, Albus was screaming at the top of his lungs.
"I know that hurts, but don't you have a bit too low of pain tolerance? I could take all that and still not grunt." I said with a whine and looked at George.
"You have the highest pain tolerance. You can take it. This man is ancient. We can't expect him to bear it, can we?" George taunted.
I nodded.
George repeated those hexes and jinxed until Albus begged him not to do it any longer.
"Please, I beg of you. Spare me." Albus begged.
"Alright." George said as he walked back to me.
Albus sighed in relief.
"Thanks." Fred said as he broke from the hug only for George to take his place. "I shall continue in your place."
Albus' face paled.
Fred had repeated everything George had done after healing Albus so that the man doesn't die due to blood loss.
When Fred was done, "What do you want to do?" He asked.
"Use the laughing charm. Make sure it hurts him quite badly." I said, remembering what he had asked Andromeda to do to Teddy. "At the same time, use stinging hexes."
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