In the following days, Bella couldn't how many, she had visited her father a few more times. They didn't last more than ten minutes but it was something Bella looked forward to. In some way, those visits kept her alive.

An eternity or so Bella thought, had passed. The darkness and the noise of Azkaban were driving Bella insane. Everything was the same, everyday.

She would do anything to know the time of the day, and what day it was. For all she knew it could be March 17, or July 11 or October 31.

And Ron. Ron hadn't visited her or sent her a letter. Bella felt abandoned for that but after getting over it she felt kind of relieved. Ron didn't deserved her. Ron didn't deserve to be with the daughter of two murderers and that was locked in Azkaban. No. He deserved so much better.

Maybe he deserved Hermione. She was so intelligent and had been for him all these years. Bella hadn't. Or maybe not Hermione, maybe another nice girl. A Gryffindor girl or a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff. But not a Slytherin like Bella.

Bella didn't look forward to seeing Ron anymore because she had made herself believe that the next time she saw him, it would be because Ron was asking her for the divorce. It just made sense, right?

One day, about ten guards came and stayed right in front of Bella's cell. She paid no attention to them until she realized they were taking Draco, Narcissa and Lucius out.

She looked at them in wonder but said nothing. She just stayed in the darkest and furthest corner of her cell.

Draco turned to look at her, all she could see there was sadness. Bella's face had no expression. It seemed like her parents had taught her well.

Bella thought it was odd that so many guards had come and that they took the three of them together, but she shrugged it off soon.

Soon, she feel asleep. She was so psychologically tired. She was drained.

As usual, she couldn't tell how much she had slept. She stayed in the ground for some minutes and then rolled to her right side and something odd caught her attention. Draco's cell was empty.

She stared at it for awhile, making sure he wasn't really there. Then she stood up quite fast, so fast that her sight turned black and she had to stop in place to see again. Then she ran to end or start of the cell, and looked at Narcissa's cell, which after looking at it for some minutes, Bella could tell it was empty too.

If Narcissa and Draco were gone, then Lucius had to be too. It was just logical. Bella wished she could see his cell. But she couldn't since her cell was next to his.

"Uncle Lucius?" she said. But her voice was almost unbearable. She hadn't use it in so long. The only times when she spoke was when she was taken to see her father.

"Uncle Lucius?" She tried again. This time it was more loud, but not enough. "Uncle?" She said.

Bella repeated it over and over again until she was yelling. She started to cry in desperation. She stumbled to the ground, and stayed there crying. Now she was alone.

"Keep in there." Draco would say to her every once in awhile. "You must be strong."

Maybe Draco had kept her a bit sane, even when Bella couldn't tell for sure. She would miss that. Draco and his positivism. And Draco. The one she loved like a brother. The one who had been always there.

Hours and more hours passed, well to Bella. She felt more lonely than before, more lonely than ever before. She curled in a ball in the floor and started to cry again.

'What if they got the kiss?' Bella thought. 'What if I don't see Draco ever again?'

A guard came with her food then.

"Wait!" she screamed. "Where is Dra… Where are the Malfoys?"

"Don't know." The guard said simply and continued to gave food to the other prisoners.

She sighed and sat in the cold floor again. But didn't cry this time she only sat there.

"What about my dad?" She whispered.

She tried to shake it from her mind. Too many thoughts, bad thoughts. It just didn't made her any good to keep thinking about it.

Her life hadn't never really been good. She never had certain things other kids had, like parents, hers were locked right in that place. But she went through it. Like with everything else.

Then her life improved a bit when she met Ron. She finally had met someone she could say anything to him, absolutely anything, he made her trust him, something that didn't happen often. And he stayed right by her side at all times. He never leave her side.

And then he told her he would marry her. And since that exact moment her life had gotten a little better every time. She had gone trough tough obstacles but Ron was always there in case Bella couldn't overcome it by herself.

Even when she was thinking in good things she started to cry again. Ron was gone now, she was in a horrible place and now she was alone. All those good memories, well… they weren't more than memories now.


Sorry I haven't uploaded in such a long time. I have been on vacation. And A small writer's block has hit me now. Now idea how I'll describe the trial. I have already started that chapter but no idea how to continue it.