It was the morning of the raid and 12 Grimmauld Place was filled with Order members. Last minute preparations were being made to make sure the plan goes through without a hitch but Draco passed the morning in a haze. People were entering and leaving rooms frantically and Sirius was the only one calm enough to order everyone to calm down. It would be a difficult journey to travel to France via floo but Molly and Arthur Weasley managed to track down a portkey that was fairly close to their location.
Harry made sure to check on Draco before they left but Fred and George insisted they stick in groups to protect each other. Draco wasn't worried about the mission because he was certain they can destroy the potion stock and draw enough attention to lure Antonin and a few other vital death-eaters. It was only a matter of time before Hermione was transferred into his fathers care and most certainly placed in a more welcoming situation. What worried Draco, as well as the rest of the Order, was what they would do with Dolohov. He could simply throw into Azkaban but that would be a loss since it is broken into almost religiously by Voldemorts minions. He could be handed into the ministry but there were enough death eaters there as well to have him transferred to their custody. Finally, they could keep him under their care and hold him hostage. Although all of these scenarios were not favorable, the last one was the most sensible.
Before leaving, Harry informed the group on what to do if they encounter Dolohov. Capture and bring him back to Grimmauld.
Malfoy Manor was filled with death-eaters preparing themselves for another meeting. The dark lord entered the room and his presence demanded attention followed by silence. Lucius approached his seat next to Severus Snape and waited for the meeting to commence.
Lucius was unknowingly glaring at Dolohov while Voldemort went over his intentions for the Hogsmeade raid. His blood pressure began to rise as the dark-haired Russian sat across from him and smiled to himself. Lucius did not want to know what the sadistic wizard was thinking but he was just angered by his presence. It wasn't until the sun began to set through the thick royal blue curtains covering high windows when a house elf dressed in rags ran frantically into the room and tripped behind Dolohovs chair. Antonin turned around and noticed him elf Effie fumbling to get up and stuttering when he began to talk "Master...your...your manor in Creil has been invaded. Effie came to warn master. Many there.." Dolohov pushed out his chair and it knocked Effie to the ground.
Dolohov was in a blinding rage and asked his dark lord through his locked jaw "My lord, that manor is crucial to our efforts. Our potions stock is the only place we have that the Ministry doesn't know of. It's surely the damn Order. I ask we go and attack" Voldemort was more than receptive to attack the Order at any chance they had and allowed Dolohov to take his requested group of men.
Lucius was amongst Dolohovs chosen men but before Lucius could move out of the room, Voldemort interrupted "You are to stay here. I can not send all of my best followers at once. The ministry will detect you leaving. We do not want that fiasco again, do we?"
Without protest, Lucius watched as a rather large group started to apperate themselves out of his home. Those death eaters that stood behind proceeded with the meeting.
Ron continued to blast every inch of the manor with destructive spells that caused potions to combust and windows to shatter. Every individual invading the manor was scaring off house elves and destroying whatever seemed of value to both Dolohov and Voldemorts cause. Harry managed to enter a large dusty bedroom he assumed to be Antonins, draped in blood red curtains and bed sheets to rose his wand and destroyed every aspect of the room, including an armoire filled with potions that lit the room in an orange blaze.
Draco waited closer to the front entrance with the Weasley twins to be able to signal the rest if anyone entered. They started to blast the windows out of their frames and levitating any furniture they could towards the walls so they would shatter into a million pieces.
Effie watched as its masters home was being destroyed and tried to stop before locked in the kitchen with other house elves. Effie snapped its fingers and transported itself right outside the door behind its master.
Antonin arrived outside his foreign home along with fellow death eaters and stopped at the sight. Almost all the windows completely shattered as well as glowing inside certain rooms that gave off a cloud of black smoke. This enraged him and he started running with wand extended towards the front door and blew it open with splinters flying in every direction.
The Weasley twins were closest to the door and whistled loudly so the rest of the Order could hear. All of the members came into the spacious front foyer from every direction and without hesitation, threw spells at the death eaters.
Harry ran into a stone room light up by the light exiting the wands of all fighting. Without a single word, he located Dolohov and pointed it straight towards his target, yelling "STUPEFY"
Dolohov fell to the ground in a loud that caused everyone to momentarily stop. While the death eaters watched as their raid leader fell to Potter, they apparated out of the home before any other spell was cast towards them.
Harry stood over his frozen body and stared at the rest of the group. Their plan worked. They intended to follow through with their plan and before the French Aurors arrived, the group set the entire house ablaze and vanished to their hideout.