Time To Go-One Post Closed

Clara was walking down the stone stair case when she felt her mark burning in her forearm. She knew it was time, she glowered as she left the stair case and began to walk down the winding drive she hated to be ordered around but this man, the minister he called himself. His reign would be short and sweet, no daughter of Bellatrix would allow herself to be second best in the new age. Especially aided by her immortality she knew one thing for sure, only the chosen may live forever and given time she would usurp the pretender. Reaching the gate she secured her coat around her waist and apparated to the ministry.