"I doubt that even if I tried to be nice to the filth around here, that they would accept me. Apparently I'm quite loathsome in the future." Yes, that was a smirk in her voice. Even if she did die...She didn't mind that so much. She had a purpose and she would serve it till her dying breath.
Bella sighed and turned back to Sirius, squeezing the rock in her hand. "You know why. Because you are not my cousin. You lost that connection when you gave up everything to be with your precious Potter." She scoffed and turned and threw the rock again, smiling brilliantly as she heard the owl hoot in pain.