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[choseherownway]

[She's twisting her hands together, not looking at the camera. She doesn't want Bellatrix to read anything in her face, and it has the double effect of making her look uncomfortable, afraid.]

Stop killing them. I'll give you what you want, just - just stop killing people because they look like me. [She doesn't have to feign the horror in her voice

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[trustedthemost]

[She waits an hour or so before responding. She gives a suspicious look.] Give me what I want? And what would that be?

[Wants you to spell it out.]

[choseherownway]

Don't play stupid, you know what I mean. [She draws in a quiet breath] Me. I'll hand myself over to you.

[trustedthemost]

[She laughs.] I am to trust you?

[Right, like you won't show up somewhere with all your stupid friends.]

[choseherownway]

There's no point in killing you, because you'll just come back in a week and hurt even more people out of anger. And I'm not fooling myself, I know how powerful you are. There's not a prison here that will hold you. [she passes a tired hand over her face] This is - this is the only thing I can think of to do. I don't know how else to stop you.