Familial Love: #35 pureblood

Tonks scrambled to her knees, wiping blood from the corner of her mouth. Her aunt Bellatrix hovered over her, and it wasn’t hard to spot the completely mad look in her eyes. The woman intended to kill her.

That was so lame.

“Bad enough your blood is dirty, but to mingle it with a halfbreed,” the woman hissed at her niece, her head bobbing on her neck like a snake’s.

Tonks stood. “Wouldn’t be so dirty if you didn’t keep knocking me on the floor. Appreciate it if you’d stop talking about my son like that.”

Bellatrix snarled and lunged.