Drabble 77: Wand

Winky was an aging house-elf now, her years of freedom behind her. The war was long gone, the bad side winning horribly in a fury of swishing cloaks and empty promises. Her life was miserable now; You Know Who was corrupting everything, bewitching people to make things and breaking any wand he could in his reign of power. Hogwarts was gone, destroyed during the final battle between Harry and him; all that was left was a pile of smoldering ruins where good came to pay their respect. Winky was a slave, doing horrible things to her friends and loved ones.