What was left of their own rebellion had gathered in the main hall of the Black household, all watching over a long dining table as Bellatrix walked those who had made an appearance through her plans. Hermione and Narcissa stood either side of her as she leant over the table staring into the old oak surface. "we kill the boy." She started simply, silencing those who had been paying minute attention. "we kill the boy and then we kill him". She paused for a moment ant took a deep breath. The reality was that this was going to be her biggest betrayal. The one man she had obsessively protected and served was now her sworn enemy. More likely her attitudes and excessively obsessive behaviour was now focused on her sister and the young Griffindor stood behind her.