Bellatrix raced after Luna through the aisle of glass orbs, shooting spells at the same time. With a flick of her wrist, Luna deflected each hex away from them both. She didn't know why, but Bellatrix didn't even attempt to shoot an unforgivable curse at the young, fleeing girl. Not even an imperius curse could flow out her wand. She didn't try to cast a cruciatus curse, in fear she couldn't muster enough determination and hate for it to work. The strongest curse that she managed to fire was the stunning jinx, which missed her ear by mere centimetres.
"Impedimenta," Bellatrix tried again. The spell hit the girl and Luna slowed down enough to make an easier target. Levicorpus, she thought, and at once, Luna was hoisted upside-down with a flash of light. She had finally got her trapped. Luna's wavy blonde hair dangled beneath her, long enough that it slightly brushed the floor. Bellatrix gazed at her face. It was trembling in fear, but her soft, blue eyes held hers and seemed distant, but calm.
"Tell me why I shouldn't kill you right now," Bellatrix ordered. She couldn't believe she even asked that. She should've just killed her there on the spot, whilst she was dangling in the air. "The nargles, they've gotten to your head," Luna replied in her delicate, airy voice. And with that, Bellatrix left her there, alive, and marched away.