A Weasley! This was getting even better! Bellatrix moved to stand right before her. Fleur would have to walk through her if she wanted to go by, and Bellatrix wasn't convinced she'd want to do that to her child. She didn't think anything bad would happen, but who knew with small, small babies?
"Weasleys have no problem planting the seed," she said, her voice low, "but you forget who carried them all. It was a fat, stubborn woman. You're stubborn. But you're a twig. You can't provide for her what Molly Weasley could. She was planted, but there's so little there for her to sink her little roots into..."