“Are you going to sing kitty to sleep?” A voice asked. “The sweet melody of breaking bones?” White fingers darted out to run through the soft grey fur of the kitten that was now trembling in Barty’s arms.

Creeeeeeeeeeeeepyyyy. Me likey. :D Mmmm, thanks for giving me my favorite crazy! I love me some Bella LIKE RIDICULOUS. And your Barty was just the kind of Barty I like, withdrawn and intellectual -- not unlike Tom Riddle. Heeee.

Thank you so much! ♥