I Dare You To Move

The evening air was cold and still, almost making it seem as if the wind knew of Keera’s need for a loud, noisy thunderstorm to mask the noise of her footsteps, which were loud as her boots crunched small pebbles that were lying about the street. Anyone who was listening closely enough could tell simply by Keera’s footsteps that she was trying to be as quiet as possible… and that she was failing miserably at doing so.

The plan was for Keera to go around to the back of the Ministry building before signaling for the others to join her, using a spell which would shoot bright red sparks up into the air. No one inside the building would see this signal, obviously, and so it had been an easy idea to think up. Those that had special abilities would be the last to enter the building, the average children leading the way. Those who possessed no real extraordinary talents were the pawns; Keera had been forced to make this decision very early on in the game.

A game… yes, when she looked at it that way, it made sense; everything would play out in her favor if she knew how to play the game correctly, and Keera knew how to play well enough.

Keera stopped when she reached the front lawn, the grass was sure to help soften her footsteps. She smirked and stood there simply staring at the golden lights that were shining through the windows of the large building for a moment, her heartbeat racing. Thud, thud- thud thud thud- thud, thud the drum beneath her ribcage sounded strange in her ears as the ticking continued on in a completely different beat, tick tick tick, tick tick TICK, tick tick. It was complete, utter chaos within Keera’s body and mind at the moment, but she knew it was only because of the excitement of the evening’s upcoming events- or so she liked to convince herself it was.

It didn’t take Keera long at all for her to make it around the side of the building, hiding in the shadows, and behind the Ministry building. As soon as she was in complete darkness, and felt as if she was safe where she was standing, she dug her wand out of her cloak pocket and aimed for the star-speckled sky.

The red sparks made it appear as if the stars had scattered like fireflies being chased away. It made Keera smile.

Aurora joined the professor boredly. She really had no clue what was going on. Her mind was set on visions she had been having lately. Tiredly she asked "Whats going on... and am i needed here?"

Keera turned around sharply to face Aurora, her eyes filled with confusion and a strange rage that she had never actually showed towards the students she spent her time around, “Aurora, if I am not mistaken, you agreed to be here,” she said, maybe a little too harshly, her voice shifting in-between tones as she tried her very hardest to keep her temper. They were so very close to the Ministry and to, more importantly, achieving what Keera Mast had been planning all her life; an invasion and potential destruction of the Ministry, the last thing that was needed during such a moment, was the indecision of one of the children. Keera suddenly remembered the words and advice of Wilson, and couldn’t help but cringe; there was a chance he had been correct about the students not being mature enough.

If worst came to worst, Keera would do everything on her own; she needed this, needed it more than anything in the word.

"Oh sorry i fergot. Its hard keeping track of memories when i have like a vision a day or something..." Aurora rubbed her head. She had a big headache from all these memories that she count remember

“No- No, its fine, my apologies,” Keera replied before turning her attention back to the large Ministry building. She listened for a moment to the silence, a silence that meant that her plan was already failing her. She growled and slammed her fist against her head violently, knowing that things would be a hell of a lot more difficult if all she had was one, uninterested student to assist her. “Aurora, close your eyes- you are most likely to have a vision when you close your eyes and I need to know who will be in that building,” Keera ordered, her words quick and precise.

While the female was waiting for an answer from the young girl, she looked up and stared at the windowsill above her, concentrating on etching its every detail into her brain. She tilted her head back and turned on her heal in one swift motion, only to disappear from the spot and reappear, standing on the cement windowsill, with a faint pop!

Keera turned so that her body was pressed up against the glass of the window. Much to her relief, there was no one in the room at the time, and she did not have to start shouting incantations just yet. She stuck her fingers against the windowpane and slid it slowly to the left, opening the window silently. “Communicate with your patronus, Aurora, doll- do not enter the building until you see more red sparks,” Keera called down to the child in a hushed tone before sliding inside the room from the window.

It was easy to tell by her surroundings which room she had managed to gain access of; there were quills and files stacked neatly on a large oak desk, along with a small framed picture of a Gryffindor student at Hogwarts with the most irritating smile on her lips- not to mention how badly the place reeked of blood. “Oh well, well, I wonder where our beloved Minister is,” Keera muttered to herself, her every words nothing but sarcasm.

Aurora shook her head. "I dont get visions by command.." She yawed and looked at the ground wondering what would go on