The Death Eaters

           VoldemortlookedawayfromHarryandbeganexamininghisownbody.Hishandswerelikelarge,palespiders;hislongwhitefingerscaressedhisownchest,hisarms,hisface;theredeyes,whosepupilswereslits,likeacats,gleamedstillmorebrightlythroughthedarkness.Hehelduphishandsandflexedthefingers,hisexpressionraptandexultant.HetooknottheslightestnoticeofWormtail,wholaytwitchingandbleedingontheground,norofthegreatsnake,whichhadslitheredbackintosightandwascirclingHarryagain,hissing.Voldemortslippedoneofthoseunnaturallylong-fingeredhandsintoadeeppocketanddrewoutawand.Hecaresseditgentlytoo;andthenheraisedit,andpointeditatWormtail,whowasliftedoffthegroundandthrownagainsttheheadstonewhereHarrywastied;hefelltothefootofitandlaythere,crumpledupandcrying.VoldemortturnedhisscarleteyesuponHarry,laughingahigh,cold,mirthlesslaugh.

           Wormtail’srobeswereshiningwithbloodnow;hehadwrappedthestumpofhisarminthem.

           "MyLord..."hechoked,"myLord...youpromised...youdidpromise..."

           "Holdoutyourarm,"saidVoldemortlazily.

           "OhMaster...thankyou,Master..."

           Heextendedthebleedingstump,butVoldemortlaughedagain.

           "Theotherarm,Wormtail."

           "Master,please...please..."

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