Silent Screams
NevillexBellatrix
Again no it is not romantic. lol
"Too bad mum and dad can't be here to watch you show off."
Neville tried once more to regain his courage but it had began to fade away. He was tied to the wall many cursed restraints tightning there grip everytime he tried to wiggle free.
" Too bad they aren't here to watch me avenge them!" He spat back.
He barely had time to make eye contact before she reached out and smacked him in the face. His whole head came hurtling to the other side and he let out a hiss of pain. The blood warm and sticky now drizzling off his chin.
"Watch your tongue! Or I might just cut it off..." Her voice like venom rang through out the whole room.
He watched her walk around, pacing back and forth. Probably trying to decide on how she was going to kill him. Just then she stopped and moved closer then he would have liked.
" Would it not be ironic if I sentenced you to the same fate as dear old mum and dad?" She drew her wand and harshly jabbing it into his neck.
He smiled trying to think of the happiest times he had through the school year. His gram must be out buying new groceries to celebrate another year gone. His vision faultered for a moment when he heard the Witch screaming at him.
" Crucio!" She spat laughing wildly.
He couldn't see his Gram anymore, nor did he see anything related to his dearest school. All he could see was darkness and all he could hear was his own screaming mixed in with hers.
" Crucio! Cruico!" She screamed even louder dancing around him like a small child in the rain.
His vision began to blurr and he knew he couldn't take much more.
" Don't you have a mum and dad?" He yelled in his now hoarse voice.
She had stopped dancing. In fact she had stopped using the cruciatus curse on him as well.
" Don't think your pety mind games will save you, Boy!" She held up her wand again.
" Your family! What would you do if they were killed?"the strain in his voice was extremely painful.
" My family is already dead to me, Most anyway!" She yelled back throwing another Cruciatus curse his way.
He could tell it was getting weaker.
" Narcissa Malfoy. She is your sister right? Draco's Mum?" He pushed the words out holding back a sob that had gotten stuck in his throat.
" What does my sister have to do with you! How dare you talk so chummy about her, You filthy little-"
" You were in Azkaban and no one went to visit you. Not even your sister." He continued cutting her off.
He glanced up and saw her face contort into confusion and shock.
" She... There wasn't a way for her too.." She sounded as if she were trying to convince herself.
" There was always a way... She would have rather let you waste away in Azkaban then ever step foot back into her life."
This time he heard her let out a cry of frustration and watched her grab at her own hair.
" That's not true!" Bellatrix screamed throwing herself against the wall. She slowly allowd her self to slide down it into sitting position.
Neville realized that the enchanted restraints had loosened now from lack of concentration from his torturer. He wiggled himslef free and slowly crawled onto his knees. Bellatrix sat sprawled across the ground eyes closed eyebrows nitted close together. He could see her still tugging at her hair. He sighed to himself and crawled over to her cautiously placing his hand on her arm. She flinched a bit but didn't open her eyes or push him away. He took her wand and gently put it aside. Taking his own from her front pocket he managed to stand up.
" Your sister... does probably care for you... Maybe she just thought you were more safe in Azkaban." Nevilled spoke barely maintaining above a whisper.
He didn't look back down at her before stepping over a few rocks and stumbling out of the room. As loud as his screams had been, he knew her silent ones would forever haunt his memnories.