A very, very short drabble. seriously- it's, like, 100 words. But I quite like it anyway.
Bellatrix girl-crush quite possibly getting out of control now...
Nothing
When Bellatrix Lestrange
looked into Alice Longbottom's eyes
there were things in there
that she didn't even have a name for
in her heart
like
love
loyalty
pride
and most of all,
honesty.
So she screamed
and laughed
and tortured
and danced
and her last shred
of humanity
drifted towards the ceiling,
mingled in with lost dreams,
and vanished memories,
and a man's love for his wife,
and a woman's love for her son.
So when she saw Harry Potter,
years later at the ministry, and she told him that
to cast Crucio
you must want to feel the pain,
embrace it,
enjoy it,
she was lying.
To cause someone that much pain,
you must feel nothing at all.