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Where: Malfoy Manor When: After Harry’s Kidnapping

As the quiet hours of morning descended on the manor, Bellatrix did her rounds. Ever since the attack, her confidence in those around her was lacking. Did they have what it took to serve the Dark Lord? Could they forgo any sense of morality in order to push forward? She wasn’t convinced. Not when a well-laid plan had fallen apart so disastrously. Now the Death Eaters were playing catch up, the recent taking of the Potter boy being a hail mary for an upper hand. They needed to get Amycus back. Whatever the cost. The click of her heels echoed throughout the halls as Bellatrix made her way to the holding room. “Stuck on guard duty, Rabastan?” Onyx eyes fell on her brother-in-law. This was one Lestrange she wasn’t sure about. Rodolphus, of course, was committed to the Dark Lord. She didn’t have to question is loyalty in that aspect. Rabastan, however...  the globe trotter had left them all to travel the world only to return to this war. He hadn’t been there for its inception, evading Bellatrix’s critical gaze for some time. The brunette nodded, leaning up against the posts of the baby’s crib. “Do you think he knows he’s paying for our mistakes?”