A day's work.

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Narcissa softly pushed the door to her office open with her heal, one hand clenching papers, the other a coffee.

Making her way to the cluttered but neat desk, she set the stack down, sipping the coffee. Looking around, Cissy flicked her wand to turn on a light, and set her coat on the rack. Her office was cute and neat, just the way she wanted it. Not that she spent much time here though. Most the time she worked at home, or when things were slow, Bella handled it. But lately, it had been busy. With Hogwarts just getting out, Cissy was receiving note of little first and second years, accidentally -or purposely- using magic outside of school. A few days back, she had even received word of someone cursing all the doorknobs in a muggle office to bite hard, not letting go of the victim. It was things like this that made her job a bore some days.

Sighing, Cissy took a seat behind her desk and began sorting through the memo's that had been waiting for her.

[Bella Thorne]

Bella pushed the door to Narcissa's office open and strode right to her desk. She slammed down a paper, containing more reports of disturbing incidents. "This is getting out of hand! That woman....oh!" Bella raged, pointing her wand at the door behind her. It slammed shut and locked. "I spoke to the Minister. She just won't take this seriously." Bella bit a fingernail nervously. "I'm worried Cissy." she admitted. "You remember what she was like at school. She could have only gotten worse now."

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Narcissa was startled by her sister's sudden entrance. Running a hand through her hair, she met Bella's gaze, knowing her sister was just as stressed out as she was.
"I know Bella. I remember. She's a nutcase and we can't just let this happen." Cissy paused, an unknown feeling rushing over her.
"We have to do something. She's insane, Bella. If she was another Dark Lord with his intentions, it would be okay, but she's crazy. We need to start some kind of defense order."
Narcissa sighed, finishing off her coffee.
"Oh, I'm pregnant."

[Bella Thorne]

Bella covered her mouth and squealed like she was seventeen again. "Oh my god! Have you told Tibby?"

The suggestion of a defense order struck Bella like a bus. "That is exactly what we need to do. Oh, who could we trust to help us? Who will believe us?

"And what do we call it?"

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Narcissa smiled, which felt nice. It had been a long day, and she had only just gotten here.
"Not yet. I find out for sure tomorrow, wanna come support your little sister?"
Narcissa crossed her legs under her desk and offered Bella a seat across from her.

"Who wouldn't believe us? Everyone know's Cassandra is insane and highly capable. I guess we have to take any that will join and start spreading the word."

[Bella Thorne]

"Of course I'll come!" Bella nodded. "Just like you were there for me with the twins."

"We have to keep this under wraps. The Minister would have both of our jobs and anyone who supports us if she knew. She's being highly unreasonable. I see another Fudge in her." Bella said in a whisper.

[Narcissa Malfoy]

"Good. It'll probably just be you and I. I would rather tell Tibby myself, after I know for sure. Thanks Bella."
Cissy paused to open a new memo that had just arrived. She rolled her eyes and slammed it on her desk.
"I could kind of tell she would do this. She makes me sick. Leaving us all in a time like this. I get reports everyday, Bella. Reports of sick crimes only Cassandra would think of. Its hard, and we have to stop it. Black sister's victorious forever, right? Nows the time."

[Bella Thorne]

Bella continued to bite her nails, stopping only when Narcissa brought up Black Sisters Victorious. "Yeah. Let's just hope its true this time, too. And to think we once started the Slytherin Elite. I say we call it the Fresh Order. A new order after the Order of the Phoenix which fought the Dark Lord last time. I wonder what Cassandra will have us call her when she moves into the open. And I wonder if she'll attempt to contact one of us."

[Narcissa Malfoy]

"We need to get this moving Bella. Today. She'll try and contact us. Probably in person. Might even try through the kids. I'm taking today off, I'll work all this out from home tonight. Just a few underage cases. For now, we have bigger things to do. Like a location for us. You being the secret keeper, positions, members.... We start off by visiting Gabby, Bella. We can get the kids, and have her and Corbin join." Cissy sighed, knowing this was not what Bella would want to hear.

[Bella Thorne]

Bella immedately flared up. "I don't want my daughters involved in this. They are only fifteen. Far too young. No, but your right. We'll visit Corbin and Gabriella tonight. I'm fairly certain Corbin will help, and Gabriella will follow."

[Narcissa Malfoy]

"I don't want to wait until tonight, Bella. We need to get this going." Cissy stood up and grabbed her coat, pulling it on and pushing in her chair.
"And I'm sick, hot, and moody. Not in a good mood for work. Come see Gabby with me? Then we can grab the kids, bring them to your house and we can talk about a location there."

[Bella Thorne]

"Narcissa, I'm Head of Department. I can't just leave, and neither can you for that matter," Bella said with her hands on her hips. "But I won't stay late and try to talk to the minister again, though. Right at five o'clock, were out of here. As a matter of fact, I spoke to Lestrange this morning about stopping by tonight."

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Narcissa made a pouty face, and sat back down in her chair, rapidly pulling off her coat and tossing it in the corner.
"Its the same thing everyday, Bella. The sick pranks she's doing... I'm getting you out of here on time. Then we'll go see her."

[Bella Thorne]

"Lets say, go see them," Bella said with a twitch at the mention of Gabrilla. "And alright, but right now I have to speak to Bradford."

[Narcissa Malfoy]

"Alright. And I'll make a list of today's happenings. Biting doorknobs, something with reading the childrens books..." Cissy paused, looking to Bella. "Her book?" She asked, remembering Cassandra's psycho book.