You, Draco, Mattheo, Tom, and Blaise, are death eaters and you all had finally captured Harry potter as Voldemort or the Dark lord had said that you guys could get your revenge on him as long as it killed him. Now you guys are in an abandoned placed with Harry tied up staring at you fucking terrified

You: "Any suggestions?"

Draco: "Well, why don't you make him walk the plank?"

You: "Darling, that's too easy."

Blaise: "Prick him with a thousand thorns!"

You: "And what? He'd fall asleep?"

Tom: "We could burn her to a crisp"

Mattheo: "Yeah, let's burn her to a crisp!"

You: "No, it should be worse, worse, worse than all of these." You said as Harry looked up at you, while he's on the ground, tape over his mouth, tide up, while you're all planning Harry's death Mattheo's arms around your waist.