New Beginnings

Chapter 14

(Warning - Blood, gore and body parts. If it makes you squeamish kindly skip the part)

Cassidy couldn't not watch. 

Harry had gone into the statue with a wicked grin on his face and returned with surgeons tools. They were meticulously arranged and gleamed in the dim light - even she could tell that they were sharper than the norm. A book had been placed on the ground, Cassidy whimpering as she could see the pages and could only guess what was in store.

Harry turned to her with a smug smile etched onto his face, he'd been furious ever since her taunts and somehow gotten the idea to gag her with one of his filthy old socks.

"Ling Chi is the Chinese execution also known as death of a thousand cuts, or the lingering death." Harry whispered darkly, reading from the book. "Funny thing is, it was only made illegal about hundred years ago."

He stuck his knife into Ron's sternum - the ginger screaming - harry only cut a centimetre deep but he pulled it, until a thin line of blood appeared on his torso. He did this again and again in uniform formation until a barcode configuration was made across Ron's chest. Blood flowed after a few seconds, shallow and short, all the while harry continued.

The ginger was left pale and gasping against the ground, all the while Harry turned on her. He pulled out the sock, leaving her gasping for air then used the chance to pour a potion down her throat.

"Dont worry." He cooed, stroking her hair gently. "It just eats away at the nerves until you can't feel a thing." The words were spoken like a lullaby but the meaning was anything but comforting.

He went out of her sight for a minute and returned with a pulley system similar to what her house elves used. It had a large hook were rope would normally be tied then it turned, winding the rope around it. Her house elves had used it to lift things as her family forbid any type of magical use by non humans.

Harry grinned, picking up a small dagger. It looked to be made of pure gold, the hilt more intricate and designed than most. Suddenly Cassidy knew that Harry wasnt using any old knife - it was an ancient ritual dagger.

Grinning he cut her open from collar bone to bellybutton down the centre of her body. Her eaten nerves prevented fainting from pain and she was forced to watched him rifle around her guts only to extract her intestines.

These were attached to the hook and (using magic) were slowly coiled around the mechanism. 

Whilst this was happening, he dissected her slowly. Cutting away her cheeks to expose teeth and gums, putting the flesh into store jars.

He ripped out her organs carelessly and tossed them near Ron - the ginger freaking out as some still pulsed. He literally stole her breath away as the last thing she saw was a pair of lungs loosely held by her captor.

Harry, however, was grinning. Her lifeless eyes watched him hold her heart in his hand as her body slumped awkwardly onto the statue it was tied to. The open mouth of the snake statue contained her upper body - or what was left - and looked like she was being eaten.

Slowly but surely Harry prepared for what would probably be the best Halloween of his life.

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Skin hung from his body in ribbons, blood congealed and clotted. The feet were gone, holes where knees should've been and the rest covered in deep red lines. Bigger cuts had been cauterised whilst the smaller ones were shallow enough to only bleed superficially.