There was no nice way to put it. Azkaban was a not a good place to be. Even if you weren't a prisoner. Holly stood at the main door, with two people in front of her, in full body binding spell, waiting to go in.

"Holly Evans brining in two more prisoners." she said into the intercom.

"I'll buzz you in Evans." a man said on the other side. She levitated the two bodies with her. They were fully conscious and awake, they knew exactly what was happening, but couldn't do anything about it. And she wouldn't have it any other way. She walked into the entrance way and up to a man at the front desk.

"Avrik's brining in a load more. I wanted to deliver these two personally." despite the cold feeling she was beginning to get, she had to smirk.

"Names."

"Severus Snape and Bellatrix Lestrange."

"Good job. How many more is Thane brining in?" he busied himself with some paper work.

"Three. Bellatrix's husband, Crouch's son, and another."

"Crouch's son?"

"Yeah, Barty Jr. Who would have guessed eh?"

"Not me. Bet his old man is pleased."

"All I'm going to say is I'm glad I don't work there anymore."

"I don't blame you. Let's get these two into their cells."

"Right behind you." Holly took a deep breath. She hated it here. But then again, who didn't?

She followed the man to a metal door, which he opened, and suddenly she felt like she was thrown into a lake in the middle of December, as she walked passed the two Dementors standing, or rather floating, near the door. The two walked down a long hallway lined, with cells. It was quiet, eerily quiet. It didn't matter how far away they got from the Dementors, she could still feel their presence, though the farther away she got, the less it effected her.

"Here's a nice home for Snape." Holly undid the binding spell and Snape came back instantly to life.

"Mark my words Evans, this isn't the last you'll see of me." he yelled as she shoved him into his cell.

"Your so sweet. Enjoy your new home Servie." she said slamming the door shut, and locking it.

"Don't call me 'Servie'!" Snape yelled as they walked away.

"We're going to have to go down a bit further for Lestrange."

"Fine." she followed, levitating Bellatrix along with her, she was like stiff puppet. All the way here, she had to resist the urge to abuse her powers and beat the shit out of her.

Holly knew this hallway was getting a little familiar. She knew who's cell was coming up on her right. Twenty more steps. She told herself she couldn't look. Fifteen. No. Don't look at him. Ten. Her mouth went dry. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. It took every once of strength in her body not to look when he called out to her. She remained focused.

"Here we go." Holly undid the spell on Bellatrix.

"You'll live to regret this Evans! A Mudblood like yourself can't put me away for ever! I'll get out! And then you'll be
sorry! I'll strike at you anyway I can!" Bellatrix took a swing at Holly. Holly grabbed Bellatrix's wrists, she could over power her in hand to hand combat, after all the full-body-bind had Bellatrix in a weakened state.

"You try anything, and I'll hunt you down and kill you, no warnings." Holly's eyes were dark and she spoke with a fierceness in her voice, only a few had ever heard her speak. She threw Bellatrix into her cell and slammed the door. Bellatrix ran to the bars and reached out to try and grab Holly. Holly easily side stepped out. They gave each other death looks and Holly waked away. She had to walk past his cell again.

"Holly! Please, listen to me! You can't do this!" she took three steps away from him she was almost gone. "Lovely please."

She froze in her spot. She turned on her heels and walked over to his cell. He rose from the ground where he was sitting. In the four months he had been there, he had dropped almost twenty pounds. His eye no longer sparkled they were dark and seemed to lose all coloring, they were just black.

"Don't ever call me that." she spat out.

"You know I like it when you act like this." she grabbed his robes through the bars and pulled him closer to her.

"You listen to me Black. I am not your lovely. You betrayed me. I kept my promise, I didn't hunt you. I thought I was doing a good deed. I was a fool to believe you." her eyes were dark with rage and her breathing was heavy. "You know what that good deed got me? Three of my friends dead. And as far as I'm concerned. Your dead too." she released him with such a force that he feel backwards, his eyes were wide and frightened, his last hope gone.

She began to leave again. He yelled out to her, claiming of innocence, like he did every time. Even when she got back on the main land, she could hear him screaming for her.

"God were old." Holly said to Remus, her head was resting on his chest after a few more drinks.

"Were not that old."

"Yes we are."

"Thirty-two is hardly old. Look at Minerva, she was our Transfiguration teacher after all. Or look at Dumbledore…."

"Thirty-one."

"What?"

"I'm thirty-one." she corrected.

"Oh, right you haven't had your birthday yet."

"Nope. You however, are thirty-two."

"Yes. Yes I am. But still, we're not that old."

"I guess being back here, seeing Harry, just makes me feel so damn old." she sat up.

"You know I felt that way at first, but it'll go away."

"I guess your right. Your always right."

"No I'm not." They both knew he was talking about Black.

"Hey, he fooled us all. Don't blame yourself Remus."

"But if I hadn't been away…"

"What! Oh right, because you can do that. Remus. It's not your fault no matter how you rationalize it. You think I want to live with knowing that if I tracked him down that night, I could have spared Peter, and all those muggles?" she spoke hotly. "I'm sorry Remy. I need to go check the castle. Goodnight."

"Holly." he followed her out into his class room. He grabbed her wrist and stopped her. "I'm sorry. It's just, I don't know. Being back here. It just makes me think that that there might have been something back then to change all this. It's not easy. Most of the time I just sit and write everything down, and I'm fine. But, having you back is almost like having them back. If that makes any sense."

"It does. But I really do have to go Remus. I've got a job to do."

"Goodnight." he ran a hand over her hair and on to her cheek, like he was having a hard time believing she was standing in front of him.

"Goodnight Remus. Sleep well." she took his hand and squeezed it, giving him a soft smile.

"A little better knowing we've got the best bounty hunter in Britain on the case."

"Your kind. But your forgetting something."

"What?"

"I'm the best in the world." she winked and laughed then left him to go search the castle for any signs of Sirius Black.