"Well, at least we're alone now."

"Shut up."

A giggle. "You're touchy, aren't you?"

"I said shut up!"

She brushed her hair impatiently out of her dark eyes, eyeing the werewolf in morbid fascination.

"Oh, I understand. You're pissed because you didn't get that redhead you wanted."

"Dear God, Bellatrix, do you ever stop pestering people?" He turned to glare at her. She responded with an obnoxious smile, one that made her eyebrows curve in towards the center and her cheekbones become more prominent.

"Maybe you're just too easily annoyed," She noted.

"Shut-"

She leaned forward, pressing her lips against his, silencing him, and he couldn't find it in himself to push her away.

"Nada. Learn to be less irritable." She fell back, smiling a very different smile than the one that had been on her face a few moments ago.

Greyback sighed. It was just going to be one of those days.