~ With Me, Into The Dark ~

Lilith's back was bared, bleeding.

Rodolphus nudged Bellatrix and said, "Do something."

"I'm not a healer," Bellatrix snapped. "I don't know what to do!"

A tense silence followed, broken only by the sound of Lilith coughing. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

"You should really teach her how to fight defensively so she doesn't get injured all the time."

"You think I haven't tried? She's good at casting defensive spells; she just has shit judgment in battle."

~end of scene~