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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6953581/2/He shifted on the rocks and sullenly prodded the limp food item with his index finger; he suspected, idly, that if he had his old strength his new claw would have punctured its hide. Alas, his finger strength would definitely not allow him to puncture the skin, let alone remove it to get to the flesh. He tilted his head, thoughtful, before tracing a finger down the animal's spine, the skin splitting with a controlled cutting curse. From there it was the small matter of sticking his fingers into the wound and loosening the skin from the flesh, then cutting the loosened hide away.
Being squeamish was something he'd lost rather quickly into his sixth year, even before he'd preformed the ritual. Seeing and performing—he had been in Voldemort's head at the time, after all—Black spells and torture every time you slept would leave even the most softhearted at least desensitized after a while. Skinning a dead animal had nothing on skinning a live, four year old muggle.
He frowned, tilting his head slightly and hands stilled from their work. Well. That last though didn't bother him as much as it used to…Huh. Should he be worried..? Gasp! Oh no! Maybe he'd truly "gone dark"! (Maybe he'd start to monologue soon!) Harry choked on a giggle; yeah, sure. Harry was pretty sure he'd AK himself the first time he started to monologue an evil speech.
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