Regaining his feet, Bellatrix watched as her husband's eyes fell upon the blonde woman before lighting upon Bellatrix. He looked slightly confused, even has he drew his wand. Had this woman somehow escaped his wife's grasp?
Watching in a stunned horror as Rodolphus pointed his wand at the blonde's back, her husband's wand glowed green and shot out the Unforgivable. The former Slytherin lifted her hand and quickly chanted words of a deflection spell, the curse turning to slam into the wall beside him, blasting it open and sending the other man flying. Running forward, her wand tucked away (Bella always did know how to do wandless magic...) the dark haired woman took hold of Alice's shoulders and pulled her away from the bloody puddle.
Now wasn't the time for her to grieve the loss of her husband. The loud blast had set Neville into crying, hearing him just barely as the debris from the misdirected blast began to move. Deteremined, she apparated with the blonde to the babe's room. "Grab him and let's go, your husband is gone, and Rodolphus will be after us any minute now."