"Holy shit." Thorfinn gasped.
"Fuck." Antonin whispered.
The face of one, Sirius Black, peered at them, grey eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Is that all you have to say? What the fuck, Cissy?" He turned to his cousin in anger. "What the fuck is the meaning of this? Death Eaters?" He sighed, "You had me save Death Eaters?"
Narcissa walked to her cousin, "I'm sorry. But they did help the young veela."
"Yes. I see that." He deadpanned. "But the question is why? But before that is answered, we really must move away from here."
"Where will we go?" Narcissa asked Sirius. "Grimmauld Place is out of the question."
"I know it's not any of my business but since we have a mutual enemy of sorts, the Rowle house has more than enough room." Thorfinn suggested.
Growling, Sirius bared down on the large blond wizard. "What gives you the idea that we would willingly go to a Death Eaters home?"
Before Thorfinn had a chance to answer, Antonin beat him to it.
"Hermione's there."
Immediately, Thorfinn winced as Sirius' wand was shoved into his throat. "Nice, Antonin." He snarled at his friend.
Raising his hand in surrender, "No harm has come to her." Thorfinn's eyes widened slightly at Antonin's omission of the werewolf attack.
"How am I to believe you?" Sirius growled, wand pressing further into Thorfinn's flesh.
Antonin looked to the man threatening his friend and said something he has never willingly said. "Look for yourself."
"How did you know I know Legilimens?" Sirius asked a bit shocked.
Antonin shrugged as if his friend wasn't being held at wand point. "You're a Black. Comes with the territory."
Sirius snorted before meeting the Russian's brown eyes with his own. When he felt Sirius in his head, he quickly pushed all non-relevant thoughts and materials away, showing him exactly what was important.
Sirius' eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "Harry's alive? She saved him?"
"Would you expect anything less from The Brightest Witch of her age?" Thorfinn scoffed.
Sirius twisted his wand underneath the Viking wizard's throat. "I saw everything you fucker. If you think you come near her, you two are mistaken."
"Sirius? We really must move." Narcissa pleaded with her cousin, holding Draco to her as if to protect him further.
Throwing a growl at the two Death Eaters, he tore his wand from Thorfinn and turned to Narcissa. "Cissa, would you go to the Rowle house?"
Narcissa met his gaze unflinching, "At the moment, it's the only place to go, the only place we can go without fear of being turned in."
He sighed before turning to Thorfinn, "Fine. How do we get there?"
Thorfinn glanced around, "Too many people to apparate. We'll have to make a portkey. Illegally, of course."
"Thorfinn, shut the fuck up and make one." Antonin huffed.
Thorfinn looked sheepish, "Don't know how. You'll have to do it, Antonin."
Growling, Antonin advanced on Thorfinn, "Are you fucking kidding me? You don't know how to make a portkey?"
Thorfinn looked offended, "Of course not. Charms aren't my thing, you know that. Hell, everyone knows that."
Antonin glanced around and grabbed a book his eyes landed on, "Utterly ridiculous. Portus." The book shone a bright blue before dulling to a soft shimmer. "Let's go."
Everyone place their hand on the shimmering book before a tugging behind their naval appeared. They arrived on the border of the Rowle wards.
Quickly, the ones with wands pulled them out, already prepared for an attack should it happen.
Eyes peered into the darkness, seeing nothing. Thorfinn quickly turned the wards and altered them to let their guests in.
A soft POP sounded right next to Thorfinn. He turned to see Missy, staring up at him with her large eyes, while walking with him.
"Master Finn." She greeted him coolly. "Where's you been?"
"Missy." Thorfinn stated apologetically.
Missy shook her head, her ears flapping wildly. "No, Master Finn. Yous be worrying Missy."
Thorfinn sighed as Antonin chuckled softly at the elf. "Missy," Thorfinn started, "Is Hermione okay?"
Missy nodded, before speaking, "Oh, yes. She be fine. Miss Herminnie be sitting with the wolf."
"Wolf?" Sirius growled. "You left a wolf with Hermione? Are you fucking insane?"
Thorfinn shrugged his massive shoulders, "Possibly."
Draco snorted his amusement before smothering it behind tight lips. Antonin just shook his head exasperated with the Viking.
Thorfinn glanced at Sirius Black, with eyes filled with unconcealed mirth. "Are you insane?"
Sirius barked in laughter, "It's entirely possible. Tends to run in the family." He sobered almost immediately. "Now back to you two leaving Hermione with a werewolf."
Thorfinn shrugged again before shouldering the front door open. "You'll see." Was all he said as he led everyone inside.
As soon as everyone stepped inside the door closed with a loud THUNK.
Running footsteps sounded from upstairs. Quickly, the footsteps made their way down the winding steps.
Hermione stopped in her tracks when she saw the two weren't alone. She gulped audibly as she took in Draco and Narcissa but gasped when her gaze landed on a dead man walking.
"Sirius." She whispered. Her eyes flew to the upstairs landing before going back to Sirius. Immediately, she ran back upstairs, leaving everyone pondering what the hell just happened. Her footsteps sounded above them, hurriedly. They all heard a thud before she yelled, "Remus, downstairs, now!"
Multiple people running upstairs sounded, headed toward downstairs toward the foyer.
"Shit!" Hermione's voice sounded as she slipped down the last few steps and landed on her backside. Draco couldn't hold in his amusement at the girl who bested him in school as she stood and rubbed her sore bottom.
She glared at Draco fiercely, flipping him the bird. Sirius cackled wildly at the girl who was his godson's best friend, only grown up. Narcissa sniffed delicately at the young woman who smiled at her cousin widely.
"Sirius!" Remus gasped in amazement.
Tonks squealed in delight as she ran to her cousin embracing him tightly, tears running down her face. "You're alive?"
Sirius returned her tight embrace with his own. "So it would seem."