Elisabetta grumbled under her breath as she set to work cleaning Azkaban. The cold was bone-chilling, but she made a concerted effort to ignore it as she used her toothbrush to clean walls, toilets, floors...whatever needed cleaning, she cleaned. As she worked, she felt a heavy wave of hatred sweep over her; hatred for the Headmistress, hatred for her fellow students, and--above all--hatred for Dmitri Kuranov.
"Oh shut up!" she screamed to one prisoner as she cleaned his cell door. "No one's talking to you, you--" She stopped as she suddenly recognized the voice. It was the voice of one of her dad's friends, a known Death Eater, who had just been arrested in the last week. "Merlin's beard, I'm so sorry, Mr. Westin. It's Elisabetta...I'm doing detention in here for no apparent reason at all."
Elisabetta continued to clean as John Westin continued to talk to her, asking her how she was, what she was doing, and how she was enjoying Hogwarts. She replied back honestly, suddenly feeling her arm muscles tighten. "This is ridiculous." came her next mutter. "I'm not a prisoner...why am I even here? Ugh. I am so going to kill Dmitri the next time I see him, the pathetic worm."