Grumbling, Bella rose. Her mood had darkened considerably, because already the blonde was throwing her plans off, and she hadn't even been here a matter of hours. Being truly frightening wouldn't be hard at all, perhaps she would even scare the poor little dove to death. She smirked. Such things were gifts that were far too much to ask for.

She threw back the door of the room that Hannah was in, causing it to fly back and hit the wall behind it, then slammed it behind her. "Well, if it isn't the Minister's own Mudblood." She stooped, running her index finger along the girl's jaw and then wiped it down the side of her robes as though trying to clean it. "We've been expecting you for some time, and it is quite rude to keep someone waiting." Particularly when your presence makes them have to wait to ravish their own husband, she thought. In a fit of anger she grabbed hold of Hannah's chin, drawing her face closer as she squeezed her fingers in hard enough to likely leave a mark. "Though to look at you I can't imagine what is special enough to warrent so much as a moment of our time."