Week 3 of the Ship Til You Drop Competition - Bellatrix/Barty Crouch Jr.
The Game of Life Challenge - Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen, necklace and angel.
"Bellatrix, love? Are you awake?" croaked Barty, reaching a hand out of his cell. It had been a few months when they had been caught and carted off to Azkaban, what's left of their sanity slowly seeping away. Soon, he felt a hand intertwine with his, her comforting touch letting him know that she was up and well.
"Yes." she replied, squeezing his hand. "What is the matter, Barty? Did the dementors bring the memory back?" Bellatrix worriedly asked him, rubbing small circles on the back of his hand.
"No, no. Nothing is wrong, my dear Bella."
"Good." Bella breathed out.
"B-Bella, I-" he broke off, retrieving a rose gold necklace from his shirt pocket. "I have something to tell you." There was something in his voice that was different and it worried Bella, a deep nagging settling in the pit of her stomach.
"What is it, Barty?"
"I... I love you with all of my heart, and there is no guarantee that we'll get off these blasted cells and be in each others' arms. I badly wanted to give this to you before we went off to battle but I..." he sighed, running his free hand through his hair. "I never got the chance."
"I want you to have this." he pressed the cool metal to her palm. "I love you truly, madly, deeply and foolishly, Bella. You're my angel. Dark, yet still an angel. You saved me from all of my misery, my dear Bella. I don't care if you've got wild hair, or have a thirst for murder. I don't care if you adore baby basilisks or have a guilty pleasure for the Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen because you're you and I love your outrageous flaws." he finished declaring his love, leaving them in a unsettling silence.
"Bella? Say something." Barty pleaded.
"I-I love you, too, Barty. We'll get off this damn island and we'll be free."