Sirius!
Emmeline kicked at the dirt on the ground, irritated as usual. She couldn't try to hide the fact that nearly every time the Order saw her she was in a foul mood, but she couldn't try to fight it, either. The Order had nothing but failures this past year, on her part, and now with the holidays coming all she could think about was last Christmas, and last New Year's, and how everything in her world had decided to implode.

At least they were giving her something to do. Emmeline had a feeling that Frank had been secretly vocal about limiting her missions and stake-outs, but with the missing children being on the top of the Order's priorities, everyone was needed on hand. It didn't help that the Ministry was now in a twitter about this 'Order of the Phoenix,' looking for any sort of hint as to what it might meant. Thankfully the death eaters hadn't gone into more specific details when dealing out their ransom, but that just made Emmeline more concerned; there had to be a reason why they kept their information on the Order a secret from the ministry.

Sirius Black was not, and never had been, her partner of choice. Emmeline used to enjoy his company, but in recent months she'd simply found him irritating. Emmeline partially blamed herself on that, as she found most people irritating these days, but Sirius was rather good at strengthening one's dislike for him. Being stuck on this stake-out with him was confusing, and she leaned on the window sill to stare out at the complex they had been scoping. The windows she and Sirius were staring out of were charmed to be that of a family setting up Christmas ornaments to anyone looking outside, but it was really an abandoned muggle flat Edgar Bones had found a few weeks back.

"And we're sure that they can't disapparate out of the building? Potter said they'd need to head down to the corner---I suppose they could go to the roof if they really want," She craned her neck upwards, trying to get a visual of the roof.