Bellatrix Lestrange paced in her dark cell in Azkaban Prison. "Shit." She whispered to no one as she ducked behind a small rock-like seat. A dementor drifted by unnoticing the crouching witch. "Must've taken all my pleasant memories," She mumbled to the floor. She stood up not bothering to brush the dust of herself, she sighed heavily walking to the only window in her small cell. She reminded herself of her master. She sat down on the floor in front of the window letting the bright moonlight pool on to her outstretched leg, and onto her bare feet. She ran her long pale finger over her Dark Mark, smiling to herself.

"I took their smiles and I made them mine, I sold my soul just to hide the light, and now I see what I really am, a thief, a whore and a liar." She slapped her left forearm.

She got up; stumbling a little, lack of food and hydration made her dizzy, "I run to you, call out your name." She looked at the wall opposite the window, she blinked gingerly. "I see you there, still you are farther away."

She reached out and touched the cold stone wall. "I reach, but I feel only air at night. Not you, not love, just nothing!" Dropping to her knees she pounded her fist down upon the ground. "I try to forget you, but without you, I feel nothing." Tears were hitting her numbing fists, as they pounded silently on the floor. "Don't leave me here, by myself, I can't breathe."

Bellatrix stood up rubbing her hands, she ran over to the window; it was just big enough for her to squeeze her tiny frame through and jump to her death. That's what the ministry wanted after all, they figured a few months in Azkaban, being attack day by day by Dementors, that that window would start to look like a good alternative out. Bellatrix contemplated jumping a few times, but every time she got close to the window she was reminded of how her Lord used to skulk around windows, looking out of them, thinking to himself; she didn't make it all the way to Azkaban for him to blow it all with suicide. She stabbed her hand through the open window, feeling the cool ocean air. "I run to you, call out your name, I see you there, still you are farther away." She fell to the floor. Maybe the dementor affected me after all, she thought to herself.

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I have to say this is my favorite. I havn't yet decided whether i'm going to do a "torture the Longbottoms" chapter, i do have a song, but i don't have the ambition to write. :) But if anyone really wants the chapter i write and post it, but that means the chapter orders will change. reviews accepted.