Fated



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Summary
"Harry!" I sob. Tears running and mixing with my bloody lip. I struggle through the dark aura and bondage, but its no use. Ron is lying by the tree, shallow breaths rising from his chest, cooling blood pooled around his still body. "So many of my death eaters complain that she needs to learn her place…well, I'm here to rectify that… Crucio." said Voldemort.