"He is here. He is angry and he already knows that you have made yourself known." She couldn't hold back the tears. "Bella, he's going to torture you!" She cried. Bellatrix froze, processing the information. She didn't have to tell the Dark Lord. If she saw him he would just torture her anyway. Her eyes widened for a moment, but she quickly steadied herself for a moment to reassure her sister. Bellatrix rose her hand to carfully move blonde hairs out of Narcissa's face. She leant forward and placed a kiss against Cissy's lips. The kind of kiss that silently crossed the line of decency between blood family. A secret hidden from the outside world that was never going to see the light of day as long as Narcissa lived. 