"Bloody hell. Bellatrix, I'm sorry we disrespected you. We did not intend to. You are getting stronger every day, I would say tomorrow you'll even be able to get yourself in the chair," he placed a hand on Ro's shoulder, and let down his shield charm.
"We were discussing the next move. In order to continue the Mitchell's integration into pure blooded wizarding society, we need to keep Pansy alive. I was hoping you would agree to glamour yourself as her in public, to keep the ruse that she and John Mitchell eloped.
Otherwise, we'll have to contact her family, tell them she's dead and bring you a false identity from elsewhere. Either will work, but, it would be more beneficial for you to assume Pansy's public persona..."