Storm: *reaches the hill, and skids to a stop* You? You were crying? Ice: *bites lip, sensing Storm near Belle*
Ice: *appears next to Evanna, making sure nothing happens* Storm: But you were before… what's wrong, love? *smirks*
Belle: *Holds a dagger against his throat* Don't ever call me love, and it's none of your dam business. *Growls*