where: outside the ministry of magic

Night had become Bella's work hours. Not that she actually had a job, of course, she's been fired from every workplace she'd entered. The Deatheaters had become a full time career, and she'd dare say she was far more dedicated to it than most people were to their careers.

Tonight, she was scoping out the Ministry, looking at comings and goings, searching for weak spots. Despite regular being out at night, it seemed she was getting sloppy. Shed failed to hear someone sneaking up on her.

She turned, not knowing if she would find friends or foes. "Evening," Bella said, feigning nonchalance. "Out for a walk?" Her tone was calm but her expression was guarded.