Bellatrix smirked, running a hand through her once more dark hair and then she laughed. "I don't want to hurt you, pet." She drew closer, studying the child. "But if you recognized me, if you knew that I was Bellatrix Black Lestrange, you might know how important it was that you cooperate with me fully. I just want you to tell me a little bit about you and your Papa...like story time? Then you can go home and my curiousity can be satisfied."