“Now, you will listen to what I say ok?”He moved towards me on to my back. I could no longer see him. There was silence. I tried to see what he is...doing with great difficulty by turning my face in extreme angle. Varma uncle: What are you trying to see? I am removing off my clothes. I looked away. He is so ugly and disgusting human being. As I lied there. Varma uncle started removing my underwear with full force. He pulled it tightly and it got fully torn. He got his mouth near my ear and he. Hermione found it very frustrating that Professor Dumbledore told her and Ron very little, and insisted that they not communicate anything at all to Harry about where they were or what they were doing, as long as Harry remained with the Dursleys. Professor Dumbledore seemed in no hurry to remove Harry from what Harry often referred to as "Holiday Hell," but he wasn’t particularly forthcoming with any information about why Harry needed to stay there, or for how long.By the time everyone settled. . her mouth wide.... trying to scream....but only a raspy little gurgling sound comes out of her. Her thin, delicate fingers claw at the sudden pain biting into her throat... her nails leaving livid red marks on her ivory skin as she desperately tries to find the wire that's cutting off her breath... I just hold tight... watching her suffer... giving her time to feel it.... really feel it.... before I yank the garrote again, and the wire bites deep into the milk white skin of her slender neck,. But I tried to let her accept meeting, then finally she said ok. Yes, she was on a wheelchair. And she was so chubby and ugly. Her face was covered with abnormally many big and small moles, maybe caused by her problem. Her nose was very low, around the base of nose itself sank a bit. Her black hair was short but it had nice and healthy shining. "Nory, you really come, thank you so much." Not at all Miho, I really wanted to meet you."I lied. Her appearance even from far sight made me.