"You are a very smart witch. We could make good use of you. You get no recognition here and you are left to slave away for two boys who can only consider lifting their hands to pick their noses. Trust me, I unfortunately have witnessed such. What I offer is a chance to get back at those people who have misused you and discarded you. You would have a real chance to prove yourself and be rewarded for your efforts...Something I can see you crave. It is as plain as day that you are scratching at a chance to prove yourself, why not try it?" Bellatrix approached her blindly, completely ignoring the wand now pressing against her neck. She chuckled openly, her glare becoming wild when Hermione's eyes widened, realising her one defense wasn't remotely threatening to the older witch. 