[Barty's off the hook then, because there's no reason to order such a thing. Worst case scenario, his relative eligibility might be remarked upon in passing; made the subject of a little group joke.

A child suspected of many things, without ever having the freedom to have done them? Yes, that fits much better. He'll have to forgive — she knows who he is, but she doesn't appreciate fully what that means. She doesn't care, either. Not any more than Barty would care about her life. They're preoccupied, invested in more important matters, and proud of it. They can hold a conversation, but that's all it is. No sharing-learning-bonding sentimentality.]

Pity.

[That's a dreadfully powerful understatement. Bellatrix was born vicious; even as a child, she had to appease that and make frequent little offerings. There's how and why she abused her freedoms. It was nothing like rebellion, which would've been stamped down.

She trembles a little with muted laughter. It's a shrill and unpleasant sound at any volume.]

Think I'd tell you, if I knew the way? You, first and above all others? Why give you that chance and no one else?

Ask me again when I owe you a favor — if I ever.