Another Side of War ➸ Camren

Azkaban

I hope you like it.

Song: System Of A Down – Aerials (start listening on the beginning of the chapter and only stop when the letter in fanfic also end)

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Narrator's POV

When she was finally allowed to open her eyes and breathe fresh air after apparating with both Aurors, Lauren took a deep breath and feeling the humid weather and the salty smell of the place where they are. It was, in fact, the fortress of Azkaban, surrounded by freezing waters of the North Sea. The land where they had landed was clay, smelly and totally miserable. Just to be there you could feel the happiness, which Lauren had a little bit, leaving you. Thousands of Dementors surround the fortress, care for their prisoners don't escape. Her clothes were exchanged for a loose white shirt, her skinny pants and boots.

"Go", one of the Auror, the scrawny, pushed for the brunette continued walking toward the large wooden entrance.

She obeyed, feeling her wrists burned by the manacles and the feeling of surrender

Life is a waterfall

We're one in the river

And one again after the fall

Swimming through the void

We hear the word

We lose ourselves

But we find it all

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Camila impatiently tapped the wooden library table. She had spent the whole early hours without sleep, searching tirelessly about the prison of Azkaban. She needed to collect all possible information if she wanted to get Lauren out of there. It was morning and she was look terrible who needed a good night's sleep. Her hair was tousled, uniform shirt with the top two buttons undone, her tie unknotted and skirt rumpled. Her friends tried uselessly to take her from there, but Dumbledore asked to leave her alone to reflect, letting Camila break the curfew for a night.

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Lauren was pushed out gently to the stairs, the stairs were endless and handcuffs on her wrists burned as ever. The Azkaban fortress seemed endless, the brunette had lost count of how many floors had gone up, her legs barely could stand her weight. Both Aurors behind her were silent, were more muggles robots programmed to guide her somewhere.

'Cause we are the ones that wanna play

Always wanna go

But you never wanna stay

We are the ones that wanna choose

Always wanna play

But you never wanna lose

When they finally arrived into a room that looked like a wet cave, Lauren realized they were on the top floor and what appeared to be a torture room. One of the walls there were whips of all sizes, in the left corner, pieces of clothing that seemed to have been ripped by force, not to mention the huge grill in the front room that probably served to Dementor's kiss.

The scrawny Auror kicked her leg, forcing her to her knees. That was how they treated the Death Eaters captured, with disgusted, hatred and pitiless. Lauren stared skeptically to the Aurors who were facing her, seeing her kneeling on the floor where she belonged.