Bellatrix continued to trace the mark, being careful as if it was the most precious thing in the world to her. She wished she was there, being branded, and actually meeting the dark lord. She would never know that it was the night that started her fascination with him and angling herself into his Inner Circles. That she would become his best Death Eater.
Bella knew what her touch was doing to him. Her hazel eyes looked at him, “Adequate? I wonder what your past self would say to you now.” She leaned closer, “What would you say to yourself, Rod?” She was enjoying herself as she played it up for him. This was her night afterall and no one could say otherwise.