"Crucio," he hissed, fleetingly regretting not bringing Bellatrix with him. She had better things to do with her husband in the evening and the Dark Lord hadn't exactly asked him to bring in reinforcements so there was no reason to do so.
He let out a snicker beneath the mask, making sure that he kept the wand pointed at the other man until he was jabbing him in the throat with the tip of it and smirking through the mask. He let the spell peter off slowly, making sure to give false spikes of intensity so that the man wouldn't be prepared for it when it finally did stop.
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