Bellatrix, too, looked surprised, and Hermione used her momentary distraction to discreetly summon her wand to her hand and remove the freezing charm. "Blood traitor," she hissed at Draco, who was gasping now, his lip bleeding from where his teeth had cut through as he endured another round of the Cruciatus Curse. "You're a disgrace to the Most Noble House of Black," she continued, stalking forward, Hermione seemingly forgotten. "Conspiring with a mudblood against the Dark Lord. But then you always were a disappointment, weren't you, Draco?" She lifted her wand, giving him a brief reprieve, and by now she was close enough that Hermione could see the manic glint in her eye. 