Thank you Eviee, Dean, Rachel and... paintbrush XD .. for your readership. Your comments are muchly appreciated and I hope that they will motivate me to finish this off. It's been a long time coming now.

Ellouise/Karkaroff stood quietly, lost in thought for the moment, and the two men didn't seem perturbed in the least. Perhaps the voice in her head was wrong, perhaps she wasn't in too deep, yet. Blinking, she narrowed her brows at their patient expressions. "Well?" she asked. They were clearly there for a reason, and they still hadn't suspected she wasn't the real Karkaroff, this was surely a good sign.

The nosy one that had been snooping around her body stepped forward, offering an oddly unnerving smile. "Everything's ready... for the move," he answered, a glint of excitement in his eyes. Ellouise's insides tightened. So this was it... this is what she had waited for.
"Good, no time to waste then," she added, still unclear as to how she ought to be behaving.
The two men exchanged looks before turning to Karkaroff/Ellouise.
"Should we bring this one?"

Ellouise considered this for a moment. She hadn't planned on taking him with her, but if these men thought they ought to, then perhaps she should agree. And it could somehow serve to be an advantage.
"Lock her up will you? I'll deal with her later."
The men nodded, one untying the body before they both lifted the body off the chair, holding it upright.

With a loud cracking sound, the men and her body were gone. Gone, as quickly as they had come.

Ellouise/Karkaroff inhaled deeply, she'd been holding her breath without realising and the burning sensation in her... his chest, was intense. A part of her wondered whether the men suspected foul play, or whether letting the body go was a bad move. But she didn't have the luxury of time to panic right now. No, she had to get moving... they were expecting her.

She knew what she had to do now, where she had to go, the only question that remained was where exactly was she expected to be? The Ministry wasn't a small establishment after all, and among all it's floors, corridors and rooms it would be anyone's guess.