I told Hydra that if she wasn't careful, love would make her weak. But she just kept going on about how sorry she was that I other people don't have a bloody great tragic love story to cling to.

Hermione, where are you? Just sneak out and bring me the cloak. I'll spy on Bellatrix - it will be good practice, even. And if she does catch me, I can wriggle out of it because I'm her nephew. There's no way you can wriggle out of anything with her.