Disclaimer - None of it is mine *sobs*
In the corner of one of Azkaban's many cells, a prisoner lounged. His long dark hair flopped over his face and his eyes had not yet lost their spark, indicating that he had not had to deal with the Dementors for long. Indeed his eyes searched the prison, desperately seeking some source of entertainment.
They had found it. The heavy door a few feet away was opening and the Dementors were leading in a group of new prisoners. Excellent. Perhaps the empty cells either side of him would be filled. A few Death Eaters to torment, that would brighten his day!
By the sounds of it, the prisoners were not coming quietly. Wild laughter echoed around the prison, seeming to bounce off the cold stone. Something stirred inside the prisoner. He knew that laugh. It carried with it memories of long summers spent playing in the garden of his aunt and uncle's house, of long tedious family dinners which the young of the family did their best to ruin.
Two Dementors were now gliding past his cell, with a tall, thin man in their clutches.
"This is madness!" He was screaming. "She's my wife! You can't separate me from my wife!"
The wife in question did not seem to share the pain of separation. She was silent as she was thrown into the cell adjacent to the prisoner's, where she lay pouting for a moment before blowing a sarcastic kiss at her husband's departing back.
The prisoner raised himself into a sitting position to face his new neighbour, who scowled when she saw him.
"Sirius." She acknowledged coldly.
"Hello Bella." He replied.
I know it's short, but it's intended to be a multi-chapter fic following Bellatrix and Sirius through Azkaban. Next chapter won't be uploaded for a while, as I'm going trekking in Peru tomorrow, but I am in the process of writing it, and will hopefully have lots to upload when I get back. Reviews loved more than Bella loves Voldemort :)