“The spot?” Alice inquired. “That’s not very specific,” she added with a pout. She regarded Bellatrix. “It’s my inquisitive nature,” she answered cheekily. “Always on a quest for answers. I should have been a Ravenclaw, I guess.” She laughed. Ravenclaw was the last house she could see herself in.
Looking around, Alice grinned. Standing in front of Bellatrix, she tried to hide her anxiousness. “And what is going to happen here?” she asked playfully.