you chip away the old version of you

[inkdamage]

Who: Severus Snape (tiny) and Lucius Malfoy (not tiny).
What: Eating death, basically.
Where: ?
When: Nowish.
Warnings: Premeditated murder; violence both physical and magical, mind control/violation interrogation tactics, references to assault, explicit torture.

If there was ever a time to want to wish for company - or for backup - it would have been weeks ago, when he set his odds against Bellatrix. Now, with the element of surprise and all the time and magic in the world against a handful of unpredictable but certainly mundane targets, he's got the upper hand by miles. But sometimes he's just dying to learn the hard way.

On the patio of a rustic, wooden diner, lurking in the dim light that does little to combat the night, Severus sends out a text.

Someone has been burning witches.

It's a little funny, he thinks, how adept he's gotten at using this thing; he was always the one who could sort through whatever simple Muggle artifacts hampered his acquaintances, causing in them both wonder and suspicion. Even though this sort of technology is decades off for him still, he's taken to it with ease - just as he does with magic. A bitter thought. Truly a child of both worlds.