Harry's eye twitched as he glared at Bellatrix. "Is there a problem?" he growled, his anger rising.
Bellatrix sneered. "Who the hell do you think you are, acting like Tom is lower than you?"
Tom Riddle's glare cut through the tension. "Bellatrix, do be quiet."
Severus stood up, but Harry grabbed his hand, stopping him. "Well, Bellatrix, who am I?" He pulled off his hood, revealing his face. "The Dark Lord chose me to be his second, while you are nothing," he seethed. "Don't forget about the veil. My patience is running out. Rodolphus, control your wife." He sat back down.
Tom smirked, and gasps echoed around the room.
"Bellatrix, stop embarrassing our Lord in front of his second," Lucius Malfoy scowled.
Bellatrix growled, "How dare you!"
Harry flicked his wand. "I warned you. As the last Black, no thanks to you, I call upon Black family magic to remove Bellatrix Lestrange née Black from the family. So mote it be."
Magic flowed around them, making Bellatrix scream in pain. "How dare you!" she growled.
Harry cast a binding spell on her. "This is for Sirius, you bitch. Avada Kedavra." The green light of the Killing Curse struck her, and she fell dead.
Harry looked around. "If anyone has a problem, speak now. If not, good. Just remember something: I've got dirt on everyone here. I see and know everything. Do I make myself clear?"
Tom smirked. "Well done. Now sit and eat."
Harry huffed, taking Severus's hand and sitting down, holding it with a smile.