The guards locked the door behind Adrian and Tonks, and cast a spell at it. It should only open from the far side. The older one, a fat wizard with an uneven beard, stepped up to the inner door. The younger one looked at Tonks. "We'll be just inside, and there's another crew outside the door behind you. Let us know if we need to ... do anything."
With that, the two men opened the door leading into Azkaban, and stepped through. Three heartbeats later, Bellatrix Lestrange stepped in, leaving a squad of guards behind her. She walked haughtily to the chair opposite Tonks and sat, ignoring her.
She smiled at Adrian, a toothy grin. Were it not for her unkempt hair and her prisoner's robes, She could have been looking at Adrian across the salon at OWLS.
"You're George's boy, aren't you?" she says, sounding chipper. "You favor your father."