"I’m not used to having people," Hermione blurted out. Bellatrix turned back, looking her in the eye. "I--I’m not used to being important to people," Hermione continued, her voice wavering. "You’re right, I didn’t think, I just assumed I had to do this alone because that’s always how I’ve had to do things and the idea of someone else caring about me and my safety is---I--" Hermione closed her eyes, biting her lip as she struggled to find the words she needed. She needed to say this. She needed Bellatrix to stay, she needed her to understand.