Disclaimer: I do not own any of J.K. Rowling's characters, I just wish I did. Also, I take no credit for the first poem which was written by Agatha Cristie called "Ten Little Soldier Boys"
10 little soldier boys going out to dine, one choked himself and then there were nine
9 little soldier boys staying up late, one slept in and then there were eight
8 little soldier boys going to Devon, on stayed there and then there were seven
7 little soldier boys chopping up sticks, one chopped himself in half and then there were six
6 little soldier boys playing with a hive, a bumblebee stung one and then there were five
5 little soldier boys going in for law, on got chancellery and then there were four
4 little soldier boys playing by the sea, a red herring swallowed one and then there were three
3 little soldier boys going though the zoo, a big bear hugged one and then there were two
2 little soldier boys playing with a gun, the first shot the other and then there was one
1 little soldier boy standing all alone, he went and hung himself and then there was none.
Bella laughed, singing quietly to herself as she sat in Azkaban. The dementors had no effect on her, the guards were under the impression that there was nothing to affect. She kept laughing, and then recited her own rhyme.
1 little soldier boy hanging in the pew, he cut his friend down and then there were two
2 little soldier boys making infiri, they got it right and then there were three
3 little soldier boys needing something more, they killed a bear and then there were four
4 little soldier boys leaving none alive, attacked the ministry and found number five
5 little soldier boys added to the mix, at the bottom of the squid they found number six
6 little soldier boys barred from heaven, knocking on the gates of hell they found number seven
7 little soldier boys looking for a date, with the prince of darkness they found number eight
8 little soldier boys looking very fine, coming out of hell they found number nine
9 little soldier boys now all men, their dark lord and master was number ten
10 little soldier boys perfect death eaters all, with pure blood and green light they cause the light to fall.
Bella laughed again and stopped singing. It was quiet, much too quiet. Suddenly, a tall man in a silver mask and familiar dark robes appeared. When he removed the mask you could just make out, in the dim light, long blond hair.
"He has want of you" said the elder Malfoy.
"I know, I always knew he would come back for me."
Bella smiled as Lucius opened the door to her cell and helped her up.
"We have work to do, pull yourself together" was all he said.
Bell just grinned.
10 little soldier boys going out to dine……
Author's Note: Hey, this is my first drabble so no flames. I thought of it at ten thirty at night when I googled Agatha Cristie's poem and had just read Harry Potter fanfics.