"I want the Weasley girl. Seems to think she's due a duel from me. I can't think why. Probably for the same reason half the blasted Wizarding world did, I'd killed their aunts sister's third cousins nephew or something equally as pointless."
She didn't entirely want to admit what Sirius had told her, not yet. It was so...inappropriate. A Weasley. The one that had been Molly Prewett. How had she managed, how had she dared. Bella supposed she had cheated. It was the only way.
"They would try to stop us Barty. Try to kill us I suppose or...oooh do you think they'd bring us to trial again. Oh that was fun. Who would you choose? Which one would you cut down?" she asked turning back to the boy who hadn't yet stopped twitching.
"Crucio"
"Pettigrew will always hide where he is safest. Right now he believes that to be his friends. We will...show him otherwise in time"
Her eyes fell to the twitching man, writhing at her feet. Most by now would have killed him. But Bella hadn't done with him yet. And Barty hadn't even gotten started.
"We will show the Dark Lord that nothing would keep us from serving him, nothing would keep us from continuing his work. Few muggles tonight, stir them all up a bit, Oh and a dog. I do rather want to find a dog. There's a bit of a back story there, but one that looks all...tatty, like a Grim was meant to look. I want to send a message Barty."