The mug in the corner of the cell was far from interesting.
.................It didn't move.
It didn't breathe.............It didn't live.
...........All that it did was smell.
It was some sort of coffee.
...................A stupid muggle drink.
...I snorted at the thought.
............The muggles would pay for this act.
It was, after all, their fault that I was even here.
I sank to the floor, pressing my ear against the looking glass propped against my wall.

...........Listened.
..................Waited.
.........................Watched.

Crazy they called me.
.....I was far from it.
..........My mind is beyond their understanding.
..............No good, they said.
...................I'd make them pay.
........................I'd make them all pay.
...................The no good aurors.
..............The worthless mudbloods.
..........The disgracefull bloodtraitors.
.....The demons of my past.

............................................EVERY
......................................SINGLE
....................................ONE
................................WILL
...........................FEEL
........................MY
..............WRATH