Who: Chastity & Hestia (& Barty later on?) What: Chas catches herself a rat. Where: In the general area of Tonks/Remus' hideout, then the Ministry. When: Ummm. Wednesday? Backdated. Warnings: Violence, possibly blood and torture, who knows. Status: In progress.
When Chastity was on a hunt, she was completely focused. She didn't leave the area she was hunting in at all, in fact the only time she stopped hunting was to sleep, and she didn't need much of that. Especially not when her target was one as important as Remus Lupin. The Minister wanted Lupin caught, and Chastity wanted to please the Minister, which meant she was putting double, perhaps even triple, effort into this hunt.
She'd been at it for days now, finally narrowing things down to the general location of where she thought the little wolfie was hiding out. Of course, it was almost impossible to narrow it down further, and she wasn't surprised. If she was them, she'd have a veritable fortress-worth of spells on the hideout. But that didn't stop Chasity from scoping out the area, waiting for someone to slip up.
She'd been outside since before dawn, hunting, circling the area and pacing up and down the streets. People walked by, occasionally, but none of them interesting. And then Chas heard the faint but recognizable 'pop' of apparation nearby. She shifted closer towards a grove of trees, watching as the figure of a woman became visible. She took her in, eyes drifting from the dark curls to the posture and then finally the face. She knew that face. Hestia Jones. Currently employed as an Obliviator for the Ministry of Magic, but more importantly... a former member of the Order of the Phoenix. Of which Remus Lupin had also been a member.
Chas' eyes lit up. Fucking bingo. She watched the witch carefully, stalking closer, following her every move until Hestia disappeared right before her eyes. Wards, Chastity thought, eying the spot. She must have slipped inside the wards. Which meant, that must be where the house was. Chas made a mental note of that, but she didn't move to leave. Instead, she brought herself closer, as close as she dared. Soon, Hestia Jones would come out. And then Chastity would grab her. She wasn't Lupin, but she was a traitor to the Ministry, and she could give them Lupin. Or at least, she would after they broke her. And Chastity had a feeling Barty would absolutely love doing that.
She had no idea how long it would take for Hestia to emerge again, but Chastity didn't care. She had a target. She could feel herself narrowing in. And she could wait all night if she had to.