She awoke on a cold stone floor. "Where-where am I?" she managed to wheeze out.

"You," Dumbledore said. "Are in my personal Prison/Torture Lair/Sherbet Lemon Factory."

"But Why- I- I don't understand..?"

"Not to worry," Dumbledore said, soothingly. "You will pay for your horrendous crimes, I know the guilt must be insufferable."

"I, what?" Trelawney asked, confused and doubtful. "I haven't done anything!" She all but screamed. 

"Are you the REAL Albus Dumbledore?" She thought aloud.

"I'd like to think so," he replied, matter-of-factly.

"You- you- what have I d-done?" She tried again, her voice breaking on the very last word.

"You, you, spiteful, inhumane, insufferable pest, stole one of the many loves of my life, snatched her, murdered  her..."

"And so, I will make you pay, very-" he paused, for dramatic effect. "Severely," 

And with that, he went out the door, heels clicking on the floor as he left.

And there we have it guys!!!

P.S Dumbledore has very original torture methods

First Draft:

"You, you, spiteful, inhumane, insufferable pest, stole one of the many loves of my life, snatched her, murdered her." (he said even though he would've eventually done the same thing).

"And so, I will make you pay, very-" he paused, for dramatic effect. "very dearly,"

 And with that, he went out the door, heels clicking on the floor as he left.