Hermione smiled with humble intent, but for the first time Bellatrix truly saw the evil in Hermione's eyes. She was ready to fight against her old aquantances just as she was. The seed had really started to sprout into a gorgeous, spiked rose. Ready to harm. "I should probably allow my sister to now contradict me in any way she deems appropriate". Bellatrix said dismissing herself. In complete predictability, the older woman escalated the stairs and found her sisters room, and without a second more Narcissa's stern voice was raised at her sister and the loud arguing was being heard throughout the family home.