RP: Ministry of Magic Date: July 1st, 2030; 8:23pm Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter (NPCs) Location: Ministry of Magic; MagiTech Server Room Private/Public: Private Summary: The WWAT makes their move.
Draco knew exactly where he was going. He had a plan, concocted in secret. Few others were privy to the information, and those that were he trusted with his life. That wasn't an easy admission for Draco Malfoy to admit, but after years spent planning he had little choice. They all had their roles to play, and this was his.
"Is it ready?" Draco looked over at his companion, both of them grim.
"We won't know until we set it off," he replied, glancing around before he pulled his wand out. The spell was difficult, and would take both of them to cast it correctly. He'd spent years perfecting it, his cover as a prominent businessman disguising his work as an Unspeakable. It was the latter which had given him the tools he needed to make this work.
"Let's get on with it then. We can't be gone much longer, or they'll notice."
Draco shot the other man an amused glance. Trust Potter to always state the obvious. Bloody Gryffindor. They might have been colleagues in this, the first and only attempt at reclaiming the Wizarding World as it should be, but they were still Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter and they weren't friends.
"On my mark then." Draco held his wand out, touched almost tip to tip with Potter's, and together they chanted the spell. Blue and white tendrils shot out, twined together and then slithered over the room, curling around the magical servers, disappearing inside. There was no loud noise, no flashes or sparks. Just darkness, as the servers failed and the lights went out.