"But what am I to do love? You clearly need sex don’t you?" Another flash went off, immortalizing Bellatrix’s sweaty writhing body to film. "And I am and old fashioned sort of woman, wish for our first pairing to be an intimate endeavor, I will not fuck you durring your interogation just because you decided to mouth off." Hermione found a way to twist the blame, make Bellatrix at fault for her current condition. "That and we need a statement to appease your family."