**being edited** ~Bellamione~ "Now now. The brightest witch of her age couldn't possibly be scared. Or is she?" Bella reached up and tapped the tear tracks on Hermione's face. She put her hands on either side of her lap and leaned over Hermione until their noses where touching. "Don't worry little mudblood. You'll be just fine." Bellatrix broke out into a psychotic smile once again.