Watching him, given the bland nature of his response, she suspected Cissy hadn't mentioned their correspondence to Draco. It wasn't exactly a surprise, but it was certainly pleasant to have one's expectations exceeded. The hard line of her mouth softened slightly, and she arched a brow at her nephew.
Friends since school? What had simply been inexcusably poor form was now bordering on embarrassing. Honestly, who was heading Slytherin these days? That bloody school had always prided itself on instilling such noble values and principles- and where was that now? It was then that Bellatrix realized she'd been hoping that just maybe there was some sort of reason behind Draco's negligence. Back to disappointment, yet again.
"I did not," she replied. After a sip of her own tea, with something of a deadpan, she asked, "And were you aware that the Ministry had him locked up in Azkaban without so much as a formal charge?"