A single lantern lit up a lonely street. Flickering neon signs gave a faint red glow, casting an eerie shadow above a smoking young woman outside a closed pawn shop; she was leaning against a brick wall beside it. A night breeze blew tendrils of her hair in front of her face and with her free hand, she casually put it behind her ear.
She took a long drag of her cigarette and blew out the smoke slowly, watching the soupy grayness fade into nothingness. She quickly dropped her cigarette when she saw a police car approaching. She took out her keys and smiled at the officer who hung his head out the window.
"What are you doing out so late?" he questioned. She smiled sweetly.
"I was just closing up sir." she held up her keys and shook them.
"I see..well, you have a good night, miss." hie barked with his harsh Scottish accent, then he left.
This young woman stuffed the keys back in her pocket, her faded blue hair in her face again. She sighed heavily.
"Stupid Muggles..."she muttered under her breath. She turned around to face the brick wall. She took her wand out and inserted into the grooves of the cement. The bricks magically moved to reveal a door. The young woman took her wand back and knocked on the door with it thrice. A peephole opened up and bloodshot eyes peered through.
"Let it be known who stands in front of this door." a dry, cackling voice came, muffled a bit from the wood door between the two.
"It's me." she muttered, "Just tell the Dark Lord that the plan is set."
The opening in the door was opened wider, and the old witch's eyes grew large with anger.
"I will tell the Dark Lord nothing if you don't tell who you are..."
"It's Scarlette. Scarlette Parkinson." she managed to mutter to the peep hole.
The witch nodded in acknowledgment, "I'll tell him." she quickly shut the opening and the bricks started close. Scarlette swiftly stepped back, just in time to acknowledge her partner's presence.
"Did you send the message yet?" his voice was slow and all in mutters.
"Yes, I did."
"Good." he sighed.
"Now Blaise, I'm beginning to think that you don't trust me." she smirked.
Blaise kissed her on the cheek, "Of course not."
"Good, now let's be off."
They walked down the street, arms locked. With his free hand, Blaise stuffed his hand in his jacket and brought out his wand. With a loud pop, they disappeared.
BOOM!
Ginny dropped the bowl she was mixing when she hear the sound coming from Artemis' room. The booms proceeded to sound as she banged on the door. It was locked She fiddled with her wand until she finally dropped it and just pounded through the door.
Two hooded figures stood there, one holding Artemis, the other pointing a wand at her. The figure muttered something out, and a bright light emanated from it's wand, blinded Ginny to be crawling on the floor. She manages to grab one of the figures legs when she was knocked out.