"I saw. Our good name and our family wiped out because of some war involving two half-bloods," she said, frowning. "What's so fascinating about the man, Regulus? He's less than us."
She snorted as she imagined Dumbledore. "He's still sixteen in my mind although he went on to do great things. He was a nice boy, very charming."
Belvina opened her mouth to ask before remembering that it woudn't be be becoming of a lady. "I should hope you don't know," she said somewhat primly, lips pursed slightly.
"As for the physical relationships," She really did blush at this point, cheeks blooming scarlet. "That's just preposterous. I wasn't brought up to think that."