"Yes," Regulus said flatly as he drew his hand over the line of Bellatrix's car on his slightly tentative way toward his cousin, "Such a surprise to see me at the place I reside, I'm sure."
He didn't answer the question. When he was near her, he could smell her putrid (yet somehow arousing and possibly putrid only for the fact she was wearing it) perfume. "What are you doing here?" he asked. Moreover, what was she doing here after the dreams he'd had recently?