Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap ( Cissy, Danika )

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

Belle walked down the streets of Hogsmeade that were all filled with holiday shoppers. Here and there little brats ran wild while ignorant parents were oblivious to their hooligan-like behavior. Nothing would have pleased her more than to have at it with several of these imbeciles tonight, but she was not at liberty to do such things on this evening. Her destination was the Hogshead pub where she was to meet Cissy as well as that little Yakov brat, who was actually proving to be somewhat worth the time.

Several new holiday shopping vendors had lined the streets as well making them far more crowded than need be. Luckily the Hogshead, and it's frequent patrons were not the sort to indulge in holiday festivities and the only signs that holidays were coming was a little snowman card that some little monster must have left on the doorstep to the pub. Removing her wand from her crimson robes, Belle exploded the little snowman card into a puff of black smoke and ash.

Once inside the pub, the smell and darkness was a welcome change from the cheery village. A few patrons acknowledged Belle's entrance with a slid nod or a quick glance to the floor to avoid direct eye contact. The barkeep immediately took out a pair of wine glasses and two bottles, one of fire whiskey, the other Elven brandy. "I shall need three glasses tonight" Belle said as she walked over to the bar and threw down several coins. She then waved her wand and levitated the glasses and bottles behind her as she made her way to her table, the one underneath the gargoyle's portrait.

With nothing to do but wait for Cissy and that Yakov brat, Belle poured herself a drink and rolled her wand between her fingertips as she watched a sleazy sales wizard trying to pawn off what he claimed was a vial of real unicorn blood to anyone who would listen.

[danika]

The owl had come the day before informing her of another meeting she was to attend at Hogs Head, not that she minded and excuse to leave the filth at Hogwarts. Besides their few Hogsmead weekends she had been trapped int he castle, surrounded my mudbloods and those no better than mudbloods and she had long been ready for an excape. Thankfully, she never found it much of a challenge to wander from the castle once darkness had settled upon them, and today proved to be no exception.

As she reached Hogsmead and turned down the familiar alley toward Hogs Head, she pulled her dark cloak tighter around her, and listened to the stead sound of her footsteps. She always dressed subtly to these meetings--after all, her cover and her usefulness was the fact that she could work from the inside and would go unrecognized. It was that reason that caused her to leave behind her school robes and change into a charcoal mid-calf length pencil skirt, and black boots with a conservative heel, which she coupled with a black sweater and dark colored button-down. She simply looked dark, and that would blend perfectly with the night life of Hogs Head. Once she slipped inside , she immediately worked her way toward the portrait they always met under, and slipped into the seat across from Belle, looking up at the woman once she did, but not yet speaking to her.

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

Belle watched as the Yakov girl came in and sat down. Sliding an empty glass and the bottle over to her, Belle then pulled out a small brown box which contain 300 Galleons and slid it across the table. “You have served me well, continue to do so and you will be further rewarded in this way, and there may be additional benefits that I can grant you.”

Belle next reached into another pocket and pulled out a small photograph. “The boy was supposed to come to us an hour ago, but this monster turned up instead.” Belle said as she slid the photo of a girl in Gryffindor robes bound tightly by magic ropes, though still struggling to break free. “Tell me, who is she? We may very well be able to use her instead.”

[danika]

After she sat she loosened her cloak and let her eyes, which were swimming with green instead of their normal honey brown color, glance over at Belle. They had these meetings more than once, and she was also growing use to the owls she was sent to keep her informed. It wasn't that she understood her position, and value to their side. She knew that to them, she was just as kid playing with the dark arts, but she had proved useful over the past year. She was unexpected, she could work from the inside, and she was good at hiding her actions.

She watched well as she slid a brown box across the table, but she didn't bother to glance inside. She knew what it was, and Belle making reference to rewards only confirmed it. She in no way needed the money, her family had more than she could ever spend, but she would also never turned away galleons. Reaching forward she took the box and pulled it toward her, then pushed it off to the side so she could pay attention to whatever else Belle needed her to do. She knew better than to to think she was brought here simply to be rewarded.

When Belle slipped the photograph across the table she leaned forward and searched the face trying to figure out who it was. She she immediately that she wasn't in Slytherin, and she made a point not to socialize with mudbloods. "I believe she is in Gryffindor -- but she has a twin in Ravenclaw. I believe the last name to be Patil...and the first....I'm not sure of. Partvati or something like that."

[cissa]

Mornings, what a train wreck, especially after having been up all night. Of course, Bella needed that ruby as soon as possible so she had no choice but to get up on time. Honestly though, her sister should have gotten the thing herself if it was so important. But then it was rather fun playing with the fire. Not to mention she felt better having rid the world oh a family of muggles who just would have spawned more. Every child did count and it was nice knowing she was doing her part. Oh where was that brat? Narcissa was a Malfoy – from Black stock too – she shouldn’t be forced to do her own hair. While she waited for the servant girl to show up Narcissa put on a pair of pale pink robes and sat in the chair in front of her vanity. Narcissa had about finished her makeup when the brat deigned to show up and curl Cissa’s hair.

Around noon Narcissa was completely ready to go, having eaten, pulled on a matching pink winter cloak, and placed a pale blue jewellery box in her pocket. Following the same procedure as always when leaving headquarters Cissa walked a ways away and apparated into Hogsmead, directly in front of the Hogshead where nobody would care who she was. The pub was dank, dark, and dirty – no wonder her sister had chosen it. It was certainly not the type of place Cissa would chose to be. Spotting some kid with Bella Cissa walked over quickly. “I’m late I know.” She said without offering an apology as she preformed a charm on the chair she was to sit on – cleaning it before she dared allow it to touch her clothes.

“Alright, I’m here. Who’s that?” she said to her sister while finally sitting down with her back to the pub.

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

Belle listed as the brat gave a weak answer, it didn't really matter though all the information given was what she had already known, it was another test of the competence of this lackey. "Yes this is the girl of the parents who were quite vocal against Dumbledore, many wanted him out after we took care of Diagon Alley, it doesn't matter though he'll be dealt with soon enough." As she spoke her sister arrived, late as was the custom with her these days. As she sat down, Belle leaned back in the booth bench and eyed Cissy for a moment before pushing a glass and the bottles over to her with a flick of her wand. "She's with me, that's all you need to know at this moment. Do you have the ruby?" Belle asked and for the moment completely ignored the little monster seated with them.