*Evan may have been in love with Bellatrix seven years ago, but he's got no illusions about what she is. And, as little as he cares for the entire rude Patil clan, Evan sights Bellatrix picking up the baby and all he can think of is the things he knows she's done--in fact, things he's watched her do--to children that size, and a bizarre paternal instinct rears its head. He hustles over as fast as he decorously can and arrives just as Jyoti introduces himself, a brittle smile pasted to his face.*

Bellatrix, I see you're meeting my new nieces--