"Silly, naughty Mudblood, thinking you could escape me!"
I give a mirthless laugh as she struggles against her binds. "You're going to die soon, can't you see?"
I clucked my tongue against the roof of my mouth, mocking disapproval. "No, I can't see that happening. You, my dear, are going to be the reason I stay alive."
She blanched. "I'm going to be a Horcrux?"
"Good idea, but no. Instead, you'll be the-" just then, the Mark on my arm burned, and I grab the girl's hand as we Dissaparate.
We ended up landing in front of Ginny Weasley, who was holding Draco Malfoy, a triumphant smile on her face. "It is done, my Lord."
"Good girl. You and your brother shall be rewarded."
She grinned. "Shall I set forth the rest of the army?"
I nod. "Yes, and you go along with them. I want to deal with these two alone."
"Yes, my Lord."
Ginny darts off, happy to serve me.
I turn to face the two helpless prisoners of mine. "So," I say, my voice cruel and calculating, "we meet again."