Chapter 301: You Flatter Me, Cousin
Bella's left hand swept across her waist, magic flowing through her fingertips. The hem of her gown shrank to above the knee, the heels flattened, the fabric pulled tight against her body. Every excess scrap of cloth vanished.
She stood there in a short black dress, bare calves, wand in her right hand, feet planted on stone.
Something lit up in her face, different from the anger before, different from the fervor of her speech.
Pure excitement.
But not because of Regulus.
What excited her was that she finally got to fight.
Bellatrix was born for this. Combat, destruction, the sound of magic tearing through flesh. She could skip meals, skip sleep, but not this.
She didn't plan to use anything advanced. No need. Standard curses would do.
She didn't plan to end it quickly, either. She wanted this presumptuous little cousin to learn the cost.