Trying to get closer

Mystique walked briskly to the Hog's Head, it was a cold autumn night, and she had her cloak wrapped around her body, hoping no-one would notice her. But of course they would, she had a bright shade of red hair, not unnoticeable compared to the dark sky above her.

She had sent a note via Owl to Sofie Elkin earlier that day, it was regarding some personal matters about Aaron Marcheti, and the manor, both things that she was working hard on getting. Sofie Elkin was close to the leader of the clan, something that she desired, something she was going to get, no matter what stood in her way.

She arrived at 'The Hog's Head' and breathed out the smell of stinky men, who hadn't washed for days. She hadn't been here before, and wouldn't have complained if it was destroyed, however tonight it would make a great place to not be overheard, or would it?

"A butterbeer please" she said, in a scolding voice, and he just laughed at her, "We don't serve butterbeer, and even if we did, a girl like you shouldn't be in a pub like this with men like us," her eyes shifted and she could see men watching her every move. "But, we can pleasure you,' a man said behind her, squeezing her butt, her temper flared. She backhanded the man, and jabbed her wand at the bartender, "Butterbeer now, and a firewhisky for my friend coming," she said. The man who she had slapped was now on his feet, his wand drawn. "You're not going to seriously do that are you?" she said sitting down, at a booth. He yelled, "Pertrificus Tot---" "Incarcerous" she said, intercepting his words, and a rope coiled his neck, until the oxygen left his body. She sat down, and crossed her legs, "Anyone else got a problem?".

Sofie had entered in time to see Mystique's outburst. Now, if the woman had asked her to meet with her to watch an attempted murder- well, Mystique had done well at pissing Sofie off. Sofie stormed into the bar, her dress whipping around her knees and she pointed her wand down at the man, severing the coil from his neck. She immediately stooped next to him and performed a quick spell to revive him. Those watching stared in disbelief as the man's eyes opened.

She stood. "Someone please tend to him. I will escort this woman to the Ministry. I am sure there is no need for escalation." She turned, narrowing her eyes on the woman. "You. Outside. Now."

With that she stepped forward and left the bar, waiting immediately outside for Mystique to join her.

She scoffed as Sofie revived the man. "Someone please tend to him. I will escort this woman to the Ministry. I am sure there is no need for escalation." Mystique glared at the men's eyes, and walked outside, her high heels creaking on the stone.

She opened the door, "What? He was hitting on me, he deserved it," Mystique knew she had a short temper, and sighed, "Now you probably want me to apologise and embarrass myself, well I'm not"

"Anyway, thank you for coming I have some important information to discuss!"

(Sorry it's so short)

Sofie whipped around, her eyes flashing as she raised a wand to the woman's throat. "All the Death Eaters have going for them, are their anonymity. You reveal us because some man found you attractive, and I will kill you. I have direct orders from Aaron to wipe out any and all threats from the Death Eaters. I will not have an irresponsible, idiotic woman ruin us. I am your Seraphim, which means you answer to me. If I ask you to go in there and get on your knees, you will do it or you will die. Do I make myself clear?"

outfit

Sofie jabbed her wand at her throat, "Mystique relax" a voice in her head said, "Take that thing off my throat now. Please!." She started struggling to find breath, her wand was pointing at the top of her neck, choking her. "I'll apologise"

She walked back into the store, and against her living will to kill him right here, she was going to apologise. The man was still gasping, and Mystique stifled a laugh, dirty jerk.
"I'm sorry" she said, nearly forcing her finger down her throat to gag, "I shouldn't have done that" "No, you shouldn't've but- Tantellagr--" "Expelliarmus" she yelled, and his wand flicked out of his hand, "Don't start" she said walking out to Sofie, "he was threatening me"

"Now here's the info"

The woman begged and Sofie kept the wand there until the woman agreed to return inside and apologize. Sofie lingered before taking a step back, slowly lowering her wand to her side. She watched Mystique enter and her eyes followed the progress. Seeing the words 'I'm sorry' and the elder woman's lips allowed Sofie the satisfaction she needed. She strolled to the corner of the building, leaning against it, half in the street, and half in the alley.

Sofie remained there until Mystique approached her. "Information. Let's hear it."

"Ok, I know you have no care of torture, you're Aaron's righthand man, socialising is my specialisation. I have a friend by the name of Santana Lopez, she's is a cousin of James Potter and nephew of Harry Potter. I'm going to cross my friends back, she doesn't know I'm a Death Eater, but when I'm finished she will." She wondered if Sofie was yet satisfied.

"Now, I know I like it, but I'm not going to torture her. But I can do anything else, what should I do?"