"Bella!" Hermione cried out when her wife returned. She stood from the couch before flinging herself into the older witch’s arms. Bellatrix smile as she caught her wife, the other members of the raiding party rolling their eyes and moving around the couple, used to their displays of affection. "Bella," she said again in a lower voice, her brows furrowed. "We--we need to talk." Bellatrix went wide-eyed, suddenly looking away.