"I don't know about that," she teased in relation to his mother. "I seem to remember Bellatrix Lestrange meeting the business end of her wand."
This was fun, teasing and joking, getting her mind off of the fear. She slid her arms around his neck, pulling him down until their noses almost touched, her eyes looking up at him from behind lowered lids. "Then again, you could always keep me your dirty little secret. I am, after all, a very dirty girl."