A/N: Bella has a conversation with her neighbour.
Submission for:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments): 2 Week Drabble Wars: Main Attraction ft. Dialogue Prompts - Secondary character - Barty Crouch Jr. Prompt - "You once told me that calling me 'Satan' was an insult to Satan." / "Well, no one's perfect." (The Vampire Diaries)
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments): Charms Assignment #2 -Write about someone who feels stuck figuratively or literally. Either he/she should search for a way out, or he/she must accept their circumstances. Prompt - Word: Endure
The metallic sound of clanging bars reverberated off the stone walls of the dark corridor beyond her door. He was up again, pacing, crying out and pleading on the deaf ears of the Dementors, "What have I done... I don't want to be here... Mother... Father... "
"Shut up, Runt!" Bellatrix screamed, banging on the wall separating her and the blubbering innate in the cell next to her.
All that met her ears was his pitiful choked sobs and Bellatrix sighed. They had been tried only a few days ago and she was pleased with staying in this place until her time came, but the Runt hadn't been taking it well. She had always known he was weak, but she absolutely hated that she would have to spend her sentence listening to him go slowly mad.
"If I had known you were this much of a spineless rat, I would have gotten rid of you years ago," she hissed. "That's all you are, Barty, a spineless, sniveling rat! You didn't deserve the Dark Lord's mercy or attention. You don't deserve to wear that mark. You deserve to die and rot in this place!"
"And what about you, Bellatrix!" he shouted back, his voice bouncing off the stone walls and his sudden courage taking Bella by surprise. "You were the Dark Lord's most favoured, most trustworthy, and you're going to rot right here with me!"
"The Dark Lord will come for me, Runt!" Bellatrix seethed, pounding the wall with her fists. How dare he doubt the Dark Lord's power? How dare he doubt the Dark Lord's methods? "The Dark Lord is almighty. What greater honour is it than to be captured for doing his bidding, to carrying out his orders. I have done as he desired of me and I will be greatly rewarded when he comes. I will endure and he will release me, then he will take care of you personally... or he may even give me the privilege."
"The dark has consumed you to the point of madness!" Barty shouted back. "I don't need to listen to this. Stay away from me, Satan!"
Bellatrix chuckled, her anger dissipating as a sudden memory crossed her mind. She placed her back against the cold stone and slid down to the floor. "You once told me that calling me 'Satan' was an insult to Satan," she mused.
There was a slight pause before Bella heard him fall to the floor as well. "Well, no one's perfect," Barty said. "Not even you, Bellatrix."
Bellatrix grinned. "I never pretended to be, Runt."