"So the Halfbreed is just as dirty as her blood." The raven haired witch smirked. "You have some surprises up your sleeves after all". As Bellatrix had backed away her mind was working at a thousand miles per hour. Her master had told her to get as close as she could to this witch, and although it was a defensive move, she was clearly doing well. She also knew she couldn't get tied up in this mess. The last and most confused part of her knew that this was the first piece of affection she had received after her sister cutting her off. She knew having any doubts about this was a waste of time and instead reminded herself if her role in this battle.