No One Messes with the Master of Death: Chapter 65

Chapter 66: Epilogue

"Fred" is Fred speaking
"George" is George speaking
"Fred and George" is both speaking

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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."

Fred nodded.

George broke from the hug and walked to Fred to help him.

They made sure Albus didn't die, but the man was blue from loss of oxygen and red due to the stinging hexes.

I had to smirk at that. He was begging again. The scene looked pathetic, to be honest.

"I begged you not to hurt me. I begged the Dursleys not to hurt me. Did any of you listen to me? Did you show any mercy to me?" I asked, anger laced in my voice.

I got up and walked to stand before Albus.

"Do you think I would show you the mercy you never showed me? Impossible. If you thought I would, you don't know me at all, Albus." I said, pulling Albus by his beard.

"You disgust me. Everything I have learned today, I will make sure the Prophet publishes it." I said. "I will make sure I destroy everything you built."

"You can't." Albus said with a sinister smirk. "I have made arrangements. If I die, people will know you are Voldemort's son."

"Don't you think they already know?" I asked. "They know because that has been published in the Prophet."

"My followers will make sure you die." Albus said, slightly panicking.

"Who? Andromeda? Minerva? Kingsley?" I asked. "You can't do anything. Andromeda is in Azkaban as we speak. Minerva might be getting an inheritance test like I asked of her. Kingsley would never help you. He knows what you had done. Don't you remember him being present during your trial?"

"No. You can't do this. Harry, you are a good child." Albus changed his track.

"I am not a nice person. They say karma is a mean bitch, what you do, comes back at the worst time." I said.

"Please." Albus begged.

"If you want to die peacefully, that isn't going to happen." Fred said.

"We shall kill your children right before your eyes. Then we shall kill the woman who beared them." George said.

"Only then shall we kill you." My twins said.

I was glad they knew what I wanted without me telling them about it.

"Hadrian, are you done with the old man?" Dad asked as he walked into the cell.

I nodded. Fred and George nodded as well.

"Then, shall we bring the rest back here?" Sirius asked as he also walked in.

I nodded.

"Marvolo." Dad called. "Bring the woman."

"Altas, Reggie, bring those three useless people." Sirius said.

Father brought Molly inside. She looked hideous. She was black and blue. She had many bruises all over her body.

Atlas and Regulus brought Ronald, Ginevra, and Hermione inside. They weren't faring any better.

"Which child first, Albus?" Father asked.

"Do you want to do it?" I asked.

"If you can't do it, I will." Father said.

I shook my head. "I want to do it myself. I have to know they are gone from my life forever." I said.

Father and dad nodded. They understood why I wanted to do it myself.

Albus hasn't answered my question.

"What? You don't want to decide and so that you won't be the bad guy. Let me tell you, you already are the bad guy, so suck it and tell me whom you want dead first." I said as I sent a stinging hex at him, which had him gasping in pain.

"Ronald." Albus stuttered, looking apologetic at Ronald, who was shaking his head and tried to hide behind his wife and sister.

"Won-Won. Come here. You ate first person to face this curse on full force." I said.

Fred dragged Ronald to me.

"Crucio." I cursed.

Ronald screamed the second the curse hit him.

"How does it feel? This is my first time using that curse with full power." I asked.

As I heard Ronald scream more, I held the curse longer. As I had more power than anyone, my curse, if held longer than what the person could take, would be killed in the most painful way.

After a few minutes, Ronald fell to the ground with a thud. He has died.

George hugged me. "It is fine. You have done a good job." He said.

I nodded.

Fred then pulled Ginevra with him to me.

I cursed her in the same way. After a few minutes, even she died, unable to take the pain any longer.

"Why? How?" Hermione asked.

"I am using the same curse you and your leader used on me. As for how, I am just powerful enough to blast every nerve in the brain if the body can't take any more nerval damage. That is why they are dead." I explained.

"Crucio." I cursed her as well.

She had died in just two minutes.

"Looks like she doesn't have much tolerance." Fred said as he also hugged me now.

Albus was looking murderous, but he couldn't do anything. His magic was blocked, and as a precaution, he also had magic binding cuffs.

"Dad, you can take Molly. Father, Albus is yours." I said. I leaned onto my twins, and they held my tight.

"Avada Kedavra." Dad said as he pointed his wand at Molly.

When Albus was done sobbing for his children, my father used the cutting hex on his neck. Blood oozed out.

In just a few minutes, Albus died due to blood loss.

Dad sent a patronus to Amelia, telling her that we had killed he ones we had to.

We got Amelia's patronus back, telling that they had found all of the prisoners and that she'd come and collect the bodies in the afternoon.

All of us nodded.

We all took showers and went to bed at 5 a.m. only to wake up at 10 a.m. from Teddy's excited shouting for me.

Chapter 66: Epilogue