I tried not to make Bella torture Ron too much... got to keep it T-rated. I had some problems writing this chapter because I was not so sure about how to translate some words. Please tell me in a review if something doesn't make any sense. I don't know if I got the word "collar" right...

This is a short chapter too, but I'm writing another one right now!

I woke up in pain. I had a headache and I was lying on something cold. I heard a voice not too far away.

"Awake, Weasley-boy?" Bellatrix asked. She smirked when I shot her a glare. I knew she had plans for me today, none of them were pleasant. In her hand she had a collar. Today she was going to force me to act like a dog and give me a nickname if she could come up with an insulting dog name. Lovely.

I decided not to protest. Not only was I too tired to think or act, but everything felt pointless right then. She put the collar on while thinking about everything she was planning. I felt nauseous.

She grabbed the collar and dragged me around. It was extremely uncomfortable. It felt like she was trying to break my neck.

"BARK!" she commanded.

My throat hurt. I tried to stand up and go away from her, but it only made it worse.

"Crucio!"

I screamed in pain and fell down on my knees.

"I could just use imperio", she said. "But this is much more entertaining." She smiled in a very creepy way. Hate flowed through me.

She laughed and grabbed my neck. Her sharp nails hurt. I lifted my arm and tried to hit her, but I failed and she threw me into another room.

It was dark. She closed the door and left, thinking about what she would do in the meantime.

I panicked when I heard thoughts of other people. And those thoughts did not belong to Death Eaters.