Bella stood, much as she didn't want to be helpful to her halfblooded relative she felt bad for her standing so heavily pregnant as she was, she moved across and started to stir the pasta. It wasn't any different that stirring a potion, in fact much less complicated since she seemed only be required to stir in one direction and there wasn't a set number of stirs before it exploded or anything. This made a nice change.
"Yeah sounds like her, but really are you surprised, its just the woman she is Wallburga. She hates you cause well...what you are and what her niece did would have made her sick"
Made her sick too but she was being nice so would decline to mention it.
"So who's got Grimmauld in your time. Regelus?" she asked "Does he keep her in the hallway. Or ooh I bet she used sticking charms. That's completely what she's done isn't it?" she added highly amused at the concept. "Kreacher still about? He was fun for an elf, completely devoted even by their standards"
Dora called the conversation nice and Bella sighed looking into the boiling pot of pasta.
"I'd rather be with him, I think you know that. But you're not completely horrid"