we can work something out [BELLATRIX]

[Dracinda Malichi]

Dracinda had been in Hogsmeade for the afternoon. Visiting Honeydukes for some more sweets and now sitting in the Three Broomsticks having a drink. It was her day off. Which quite frankly she thought should be filled with looking for Voldemort's followers and taking them down but when the Ministry was playing blind of the Dark Lord being back and his Followers obviously rejoining him. There was only so much she could do from the Ministry's stand point.

She finished her glass of fire whiskey paid for it and walked from the bar. The air was changing. The fall season was rolling in causing a faint chill in the air, Winter not far behind and Not only that but Darkness was rearing its ugly head slowly. The atmosphere screamed that but not many noticed it. Dracinda was wearing a gray and red striped long sleeve top, and a pair of black shorts, with knee high four and a half inch heeled boots, and a studded belt. It was cool out but not cool enough to render her into warmer clothes. Not to mention the sun in the sky was pleasantly warm even though the skies were cloudy.

Her blond hair fell into waves down to her lover black the simple pink strand of hair standing out amongst the bleach blond, framing her pale face that was covered with pale foundation, pink lipstick and a red and black smokey eye as the gently wind rustle everything that stood in its way, including her hair and the smell of Lavender and Freesia that was faintly present on her skin. Her wand was stuck inside her left boot for easy access.

Walking down the main street she could see Hogwarts in the distance, Shadowed in a haze because of the said distance between her and it. Her blue eyes fell onto the people roaming the street going about their daily business and she smiled. If only it could stay like this and not be slowly diving for the worst. But fate had its funny ways of working some for the worse and some for the best.

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[Agent:2]

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

“Hogsmeade.” Bellatrix whispered to herself. “It has been so long…” She looked at the small village from her vantage point amongst the birds. She was in a non-corporeal form, a form made of shadows. Her body was like smoke that moved along the breeze. Her watchful eyes scanning for her prey from the skies. No one would see the predator that had taken to the sky. Her eyes narrowed when she caught sight of the girl. With great self control she suppressed the laugh that threatened to spill from her lips. This wasn’t a hunting trip; this was a chance to strike a deal. Something she had to continuously remind herself of. If she didn’t she wouldn’t be able to keep her own desire for the blood of an auror in check.

Bellatrix’s form fell from the sky, a mad spiral to the ground. She pulled out of the dive last minute as the shadows began to fade giving way to a corporal form. She was standing on a hill a little ways away from Hogsmeade. She was wearing a hood cloak, the hood of course hiding her face. It didn’t hide the malicious smile that was spreading along her lips.

“To hell with caution.” Bellatrix whispered to herself as she shifted form yet again. This mass of shadows wasn’t as well formed as the other. It was more of a wisp of smoke than a shadow of a person. She flowed down the hill, down into the streets of the village. She grabbed Dracinda’s wrist and pulled her into the Hog’s Head. Bellatrix laughed darkly as the shadows faded giving way to her tall figure. She pointed her wand at the door, over her shoulder. Not a word was said, but the sound of a lock clicking into place was easily heard.

Bellatrix pulled the hood from her face. “Hello little girl. We need to talk.” She said as she pointed her wand at Dracinda. “Don’t try getting away. I’ve reduced witches with half your talent to nothing more than a pile of ash before they can so much as blink. Now sit girly and order yourself a drink, this is going to be a long little talk.”


[Agent:2]

[Dracinda Malichi]

Dracinda had been continuing her decent down the main street when she fell as if she were being watched. She turned around to look just in time to feel something, or someone grip her wrist. Being pulled into the Hogs Head Pub she unseathed her wand from its place in her boot. She pointed it at Bellatrix and narrowed her eyes,

"Sorry, I don't talk to death eaters. I lock them up, or walk away. And being I don't feel like talking I am gonna walk out of here feel free to follow but you might expose yourself... Not that I care if you do or not. So, good bye."

She spoke as she turned to head for the door wand still in hand. Probably not wise to turn her back to the insane death eater but she was quick to draw and good and ducking for spells.

Reaching for the knob of the door with her free hand she blew her bangs from her eyes, Her hair being thrown in disarray when Bellatrix had pulled her into the Grimy pub roughly.

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[Agent:2]

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

“But don’t you want to hear my offer?” Bellatrix smiled, savoring the next sentence. Don’t you have a brother Dracinda deary? She turned with Dracinda, her wand constantly aimed at the girl. “I know things you might find interesting and you have nothing to lose if you’ll sit down for a little chat.”

Bellatrix pointed at a chair and slid out from under a table. She then flicked her wand at Dracinda. The chair flew at her attempting to hit her in knee, knocking her into it. “Now you can listen to my offer by choice or I can permanently stick you to that chair and force you to listen. Then probably torture you to the brink of insanity, but of course I’ll finish the kill by burning you alive or something to that affect. I hope you aren’t doubting my ability to do that or having the nerve to do it. That isn’t something you should have to contemplate. You know my work well Auror don’t you? If so you know I don’t bluff.”


Bellatrix smiled. “Well I’m offering you a Death Eater. If you sit you can lock one up, one I think you’d really like to get your fingers on.” She laughed darkly. “If I expose myself I’ll set this village on fire and kill everyone here without a second thought.” Bellatrix laughed dramatically. “No conscious.” She grinned.


[Agent:2]

[Dracinda Malichi]

Dracinda was about to go and open the door when She heard Bellatrix's words and froze. Her brother. She hadn't seen him in a few years. Not since before he graduated and their parents turned up dead. She was pretty sure he was a death eater and had been in on the slaying of her parents but she always told herself she needed proof before she allowed that to be truth to her. Turning she looked at the eccentric witch and spoke,

"What do you know of my brother?"

It was a question and she sure there was bargaining in this visit. Why else would Bellatrix Lestrange corner her and not start torturing her on the spot? The Death Eater wanted something... She was now thinking. Wand still in hand, and still focused on the Death Eater before her. There was only one certain person she expected to be a dark follower who she wanted her claws into to throw in Jail, and that was Juliette Beaucoup.

"And what is it you want in exchange for this information? I know your not gonna tell me over a picnic basket without wanting something in return."

She was willing to talk something out, work something out with this woman if it meant she could get some Intel on her brother and Juliette. That was if it was in reasoning. If not she would flame out in an instant if things got to ugly. Not that she would just run. She'd stay and fight if it came to that. But dealing with a death eater was against what she stood for. Maybe she could kill two birds with one stone so to speak. Get the Intel and get Bellatrix in the process of it all as well. But she mustn't get to ahead of herself.

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