Rita really had no idea what Bellatrix was capable of. based on her reputation, Bellatrix was capable of hexing her right then and there and be damned the consequences. Though reputations were often overblown, Rita was a bit afraid nonetheless.
"You don't? Really?" The edge in Bellatrix's tone made her shiver in fear and excitement. Merlin, was there anything that was a better aphrodisiac than power?
Rita watched intently as Bellatrix looked at the picture. "That smile makes you look quite pleased," she observed.
"We are just talking, aren't we?" Rita mused. "I still don't understand why you can't just admit that it was fun and exciting and bloody hot. I mean, you two were both moaning and such. Is that such a big thing to confess?"