"I will ask you again, mudblood, who is downstairs in our dungeon?" Her breath ghosted across Hermione's face when she bent down to hiss the question. Hermione hissed in surprise when Bellatrix sliced a cut on her arm out of nowhere. The pain surprised Hermione and she could feel a slicing and stabbing in her mind. Bellatrix forced her way into Hermione's mind, shoving and pushing through her memories.