Bellatrix dropped her quill and slammed her blank book shut before rushing to the room Rodolphus mentioned, barely looking to see where she was going. She still didn't want to believe what she'd heard about her sister, but... she saw them at the ball that night. And she'd let herself believe her eyes had been playing tricks on her. She threw open the door and didn't even bother putting anything onto the couch or casting a charm onto it before sitting down. She was far too upset to wonder what had gone on in there since the last time they'd studied in this room.