RP: Audrey Who: Audrey Where: Azkaban When: she's lost count of the days Rating/Warnings: Summary: Audrey is losing her mind
Audrey was cold, freezing to the core of her being. No matter how much she curled up on herself, the cold stayed all around her. Worse, inside her. Logic told her it was the Dementor, but logic had little place in Azkaban. The days and nights followed each other without any change. She had no idea how long she had been there, or why she was even alive. She had thought that they'd kill her immediately.
Death!
It really didn't seem like a horrible idea. It couldn't be worse than this. For a moment her thoughts went to Percy and their beautiful daughters, but she pushed those memories away before the Dementors could sense the happiness of those memories. She wouldn't let them have her family. No, she would just have to stop thinking about them. She could think about the Weasleys and Harry's bitchy daughter. She could hold onto her hatred for that little twat. Let the Dementors feel that and go away. She couldn't win here, but she would fight them for as long as she could.
As she started to think of Lily and how she'd murdered her parents, she refused to think of Percy and the day he'd free her.