Rita gave a start as Bellatrix snuck up behind her. She whirled around with her eyes wide causing the hem of her cloak to swish over the damp grass. Quickly, she got herself back under control but her heard continued to pound. It took another moment before Bellatrix's words sunk in so she could respond. "It was a bit dodgy but I managed. Had to..." She trailed off and shrugged, hoping the mystery would be better than the few lies she'd come up with to make her journey sound far more exiting than it had been. "Nothing to be concerned about."
Pulling back her hood, she regarded the intimidating figure before her with a mixture of feeling coursing through her nubile body. "Of course, I would never say I would do something and not do it," she told Bellatrix. "I do hate to disappoint."
As her cloak fell open, her camera hung on her shoulder like it always did. Absently, she reached for it and tucked it back out of site and pulled her cloak around her to protect against the chill of the night air.
"Alone this time?" Rita quipped with a small smirk.
"I did find it funny that prefects were so willing to break the rules to meet up like that. Though, like I said before, for something that looked like it was that much fun I understand why you did it."
She paused before giving a few breathy moans that tried to sound a little like those of the Ravenclaw that Bellatrix had met that night. Though, her Emily impression was hardly spot on. Rita really just sounded like any girl in a stag film.