Bellatrix had been released from prison. Glorious day! Again, she had freedom. Breathing in the air, she felt a sense of purpose. She was here because her Master was here. She was here for Him. But first thing was first, she needed a wand.
She lurked about, sticking mostly to shadows on her way home, trolling for any stragglers and people who were walking alone as the evening just started to creep in. A little ways away, she saw a girl, unsuspecting and unhurried, nearing where she stood.
With a smile, Bellatrix waited until she was close enough to touch, before jumping out in front of here. "Hello. Pretty evening, is it not?"