The whore of Azkaban.
That evening as I travelled the dark path to Azkaban, I saw within the shadow two peering eyes. As I grew closer, I could hear whispers among the dense fog. I knew I wasn't alone. As I plunged into the darkness and struck down my foe, to my surprise there was no foe but a lonely eyed batzy, looking up at me through tearing eyes. I knew then and there, I grew near the end of my journey. I had finally reached Azkaban.
by muggletits February 08, 2014