She stared at the clock picking petals of the flower. He loves me… he loves not… he loves me…
She started and quickly vanished the petals when she heard the clunking that signified that her husband was home.
"That Evans bitch cracked today. Had a note from the Secret Keeper the entire time. What's her name? Ashtyn Whitney?" He smelled like alcohol.
"Ashley White. When are you going to take advantage of it?" I might have time to warn them… At any rate Sirius might be able to do something, his own fault leaving that paper lying around anyway…
"We just did. That little girl wasn't there, at a midnight interview for a job."
"Oh," she said in a small voice, as her husband clunked his way down to the bedroom.
Gid was engaged! Poor Ashley, what will she do now? Lost her brother, now she's lost her fiancé. And Fabe. Oh, Fabe. At least now I know why you aren't here.
Bellatrix Lestrange stared at the table, wishing there was something she could do to stop the pain spreading in her heart…