They love it when he thinks about his mother.
There must have been a time when he was able to make light of that less than ideal relationship.
If he tries, he can dimly remember reading her poisonous letters aloud to the Gryffindor common room in falsetto,
as if she were simply somebody unpleasant he knew of and not the person who brought him into the world to be her bitterest regret. However, here alone in the darkness things are different.
To his jailers,
these memories are a treasure trove of small anguishes that even after all this time - he’s given up trying to keep track of how much time - they are still finding new ones to delve into
and feast upon.
There is no way of knowing how long this particular visit has gone on for.
They can last, he believes,
from a few hours to upwards of two or three days and this one has already conjured up two hitherto unexamined fragments of childhood experience that he hadn’t even been aware he still retained.
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