Order Headquarters
Severus was pacing the living room, his thoughts on his daughter, his mind working on coming up with a plan that wouldn't get (many) people killed.
As he finished another lap and turned towards the sofa, he felt someone tugging on his trousers – it was one of the elves.
"What happened now, Tiffany?" he asked, stopping his pacing and looking at her in concern.
"Mistress got a letter from Mrs Malfoy. Should Tiffany make the tea, Master?"
Then they heard steps in the staircase and Severus cursed: "Fuck! Yes, Tiff, you know what to do," he moved quickly towards the stairs, reaching it right as his wife had set foot onto the bottom step.
Florence stopped and stared at him; she was nearly a full head shorter than him but right then that didn't matter, for the energy around her pulsed in anger, making those in the living room witnessing that scene recoil in fear.
"So, husband," she said between gritted teeth, "When were you going to tell me about this?" she brandished the letter in her hand.
He prodded her mind and found out she already knew about the kidnapping, so he boldly admitted: "I wasn't."
James and Nick looked at each other, making a pain-filled face.
Can't say dad isn't brave. Said James.
Yeah. Agreed Nick. Incredibly stupid for such a clever man, but brave nonetheless.
"You weren't?" Florence growled, increasingly angrier, "My daughter – who I believed was safe inside this house – has been taken to the Malfoy Manor and I had to learn about it through a bloody letter from Narcissa!"
You're making a scene, Florence! Severus admonished her.
But she barked a humourless laughter, "Are you sure you want to go down that road, husband? Has patronising me ever got you anything?" her eyes glinted dangerously.
He hissed: "I do not appreciate being yelled at."
"You'll appreciate a lot less being hexed!" she shouted, her wand in hand.
Everyone in the room – except for the Snape kids, Eileen and Remus – watched that scene with surprise, for they had never seen Severus Snape being shouted and threatened.
"I'm not turning my wand on you, Florence," Severus said, a hint of hesitation in his eyes, "If you want to hex me, do it at once and get this over with!"
Her hand tightened around her wand and everyone waited for the first spell to be cast with bated breath.
"She will do it," Liz whispered to her brothers, in worry, "She'll attack dad! You have to stop her!"
"What?" replied Nicholas, as if she was crazy, "I'm not getting in the middle of that!" then he pushed his twin, "You do it, firstborn."
James glared at him, "I'll be petitioning to get disowned if you keep that shit up," but Eileen and Hermione looked at him with disapproving eyes, so he exhaled in annoyance: "Fine!" and walked towards his parents.
"Cut the aggressive flirting in public, you two!" he said, "We need to focus on finding Sophie; and, mum, we need dad conscious for that."
Florence slowly nodded, still glaring at her husband as she put her wand back inside her pocket, "Alright, so what are we doing now that we know Sophie is at the Malfoy Manor?"
"I'll go get her," Severus said in a finalising tone, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
And Florence snorted: "No, you're not. Father is using Sophie as bait to get you there, but Cissy said he's not actually giving her back," she narrowed her eyes at him, "And as mad as I am at you right now, Severus, I still don't want to become a widow."
His dark eyes looked at her menacingly.
I'm getting you for this, Florence.
And she looked at him, her eyes moving up and down his body, not in the least afraid of him, Is that a promise or a threat?
James groaned in disgust beside them, "Stop that!"
Florence looked at her son with annoyance: "James, go back to Hermione's side and shut it!"
The teen quickly hid his irritation, not crazy to argue with his mother – specially not when she was that angry – so he obeyed.
The sound of a throat being cleared filled the air, and everyone looked towards the sound, facing Draco, who asked: "You said my mother has Sophie, Mrs Snape?"
"Yes," she replied, glancing at her husband, who had a smug smile on his face, I almost want to ask him not call me by that name. She said, goading him.
Really? I'm keeping tabs on every insult, Florence. And I'll make you pay for each one of them.
She rolled her eyes. Making me cum for hours is hardly a punishment, Severus.
No. But edging you for hours is.
She looked at him and cleared her throat, trying to hide the effect his words had on her.
James huffed: "Oh, for fuck's sake!"
And Nick joined him: "Let's focus on getting Sophie back!"
"Of course," said Florence, "I'm glad to know she's safe. Cissy has many faults, but she was a doting mother."
"Up to a point," added Draco under his breath.
Florence continued: "My father wants to keep Sophie, for he knows he's not getting the twins," she touched her swollen belly, "Rescuing her won't be easy. But... we have to try..." her voice broke then and a tear rolled down her cheek.
Severus took a step towards her, for, as upset as he was with her, he still hated seeing her cry. He tried to wipe her tears with his thumb, but she slapped his hand away.
"Don't!" Florence growled, "You hid this from me!"
"There's nothing you can do, Florence! You cannot go after her!" he replied, trying not to shout, "You shouldn't even be down here!"
"Cissy said father's using Sophie as bait and they'll kill you the moment you go after her!" Florence said, giving Severus the letter.
He pocketed it unopened and took a step closer again, touching her arm, which she allowed then.
"I'll handle this," he whispered.
She shook her head, hating that deep down she knew she had to agree with all he had said.
"Shacklebolt!" she suddenly seemed to remember, "He must've been the one who took her! Where is he?"
"He's no longer a concern, he's dead," Severus said, seeing Florence's angry eyes soften. And he continued: "After he told me how he had taken Sophie from her bed, hurt Chris and my mother, and given our daughter to the Snatchers, I killed him," he showed her his bruised knuckles.
Florence looked at his hurt hands and understood he hadn't used magic to end the traitorous auror's life.
Her eyes filled with adoration as she looked up into his face – he had killed the man who had put their daughter in harm's way, and he did that with his bare hands. She'd never loved him more than in that moment.
You're twisted, Florence. Severus chuckled in her mind as he sensed her warm thoughts towards him for his murdering of a man.
Without any words, Florence picked up both his hands and moved one of hers over his knuckles, whispering wandless incantations and healing him.
"Thanks, love," he whispered, touching her cheek.
Then she looked into his eyes, Don't think this means I'm not mad at you, husband.
I wouldn't dream of it, wife. He replied, kissing her forehead.
"They run hot and cold, don't they?" whispered Molly, exchanging an interested gaze with Tonks.
"Yeah, very very hot," the female auror nodded.
"You have no idea," whispered Remus.
"Well," continued Severus, addressing everyone, "Now that we know where Sophie is, and we're sure that she's safe – we can plan a rescue."
He turned to look at Florence again, "Get back to bed, love. If Pomfrey hears you were down here, she'll have my head," he caressed her belly, "You have to think of Lily and Stephen now. Let me handle this."
She shook her head, "You know me well-enough to know I won't do that, Severus! I won't be upstairs lying down safely on my bed while my daughter is under the same roof as Lucius!" her voice filled with anger and fear.
"You have to, Florence!" Severus ordered.
"I WON'T!"
Then Tiffany walked towards the quarrelling couple, interrupting them with a cup in her hands, "Tiffany made tea for Mistress Flor."
Severus took it from the elf's hands and gave it to Florence.
"Drink this."
She snorted: "I'm not drinking anything you touched," her eyes on the cup as if it would jump and bite her, "That's probably full of Sleeping Draught."
Severus knew if he used occlumency right then and tried to lie to her, she'd know, so he opted for a half-truth: "It's only a Calming Draught, Florence. And you need it."
She looked at him for a moment, trying to decide if he was lying or not, knowing he wasn't wrong: she needed to calm down for the sake of the babies inside of her.
"You'll get Sophie," she said, looking into his eyes, needing his assurance, "You'll bring her back."
"Yes, Flor. As soon as possible. We'll be leaving to rescue her within the next couple of hours."
"And you won't get yourself killed in the process," Florence ordered.
"I'll try not to."
She looked at him with irritation, "I hate this," she said, "Hate not being able to help you," and she took the cup from his hand, drinking nearly all of it.
Severus stood strangely close to her, glancing at James, and his son knew what he had done.
"He lied to her," James whispered to Hermione, shaking his head, "We'll get to see some serious hexing as soon as she wakes up."
And in less than a minute, they all watched the cup fall from Florence's hands – being caught by Tiffany – and Severus held up his unconscious wife, carrying her upstairs.
In their bedroom, he laid her on the bed and kissed her head, whispering: "I'm sorry, love," before leaving the room.
When he walked back into the living room, everybody fell silent and looked at him with a mix of judgement and pity.
James began speaking as soon as he arrived: "You're bloody mental, dad. Mum will–"
"I'm well aware of what she'll do, James," Severus interrupted him, "But it had to be done. She wasn't going to agree with what we're about to do. Or worse: she'd find a way to go after us."
Remus looked at him in disbelief: "You didn't have to drug her, Severus. One of us could've stayed behind to stop her-"
"One of us?" Severus scoffed, "Not even all of us would be able to stop her if she wanted to go, Lupin! There's only two ways to control Florence: drugging her or fucking her unconscious."
The twins and Elizabeth groaned in disgust, while many others exchanged surprised glances.
Severus continued: "Now that I'm sure she'll stay where I put her for a few hours, we can start the meeting."
"Wait," said Nicholas, "You said mum wouldn't agree with what we're about to do. What do you have in mind, dad?"
Severus sighed, "I'll go to the Manor and distract them while you and your brother get Sophie."
"And then?" asked Nicholas, fearing he already knew the answer, "How do we get you out?"
"You don't," Severus replied.
"WHAT?" shouted James, Nicholas, Liz, Harry and many others.
"You'd better start drugging each one of us here," said Remus, angrily, "For no one will let you give yourself over on a silver platter to You-Know-Who!"
"You just promised mum you wouldn't get yourself killed!" shouted James.
"Not exactly," Severus retorted, "I told her I would try not to."
"Fucking Slytherins!" Remus muttered under his breath.
"Do you have a better idea?" Severus asked, his tone daring anyone to speak.
But Arthur did: "You could just pretend you're surrendering."
"Yes, dad," said Nicholas, thankful that the man had spoken, "You go through the front gates of the Manor to distract whoever is there. Meanwhile, James and I get in with Dobby's help and look for Sophie."
"Once we have her," continued James, "The three of us can find our way out of there."
Severus shook his head, "I don't know about that," he looked at Draco, "How many death eaters were staying in the Manor ten days ago?"
"Not many," Draco replied, "A group of Snatchers is usually there resting while another is out. But... my aunt is always there," he glanced at Hermione, "She only leaves the Manor to go to Little Hangleton when the Lord calls her."
"If Bellatrix is around, that increases the level of danger to all of us," Severus said.
"So Dobby would have to take at least five of us along with you as well?" asked Tonks, "For backup?"
"Yes," nodded Severus, "I arrive at the front gates. Dobby takes the twins and then comes back for five of you," he nodded, "I can agree to that."
He's agreed too quickly. Said Nicholas to his brother, We both know he probably won't follow the plan.
"Dad, whatever you're thinking, stop!" James said out loud.
Severus narrowed his eyes at him, "You've heard Arthur, we'll be pretending-"
"No!" shouted James, "It'll be a pretence until the moment you believe Sophie is in danger! Then you'll really turn yourself in to save her!"
Everybody looked at Severus and he glared at his son, "I'm done with being yelled at today, James."
The teen didn't reply, just kept looked at his father with restrained anger.
"Will you stick to the plan, Severus?" asked Remus.
He didn't answer.
"Dad?" asked Elizabeth, her dark eyes looking at him with apprehension.
"Fine!" Severus growled, "I'll follow your stupid plan!"
One hour later
Severus stood in the living room of the Headquarters, waiting for everyone to get ready to go.
Dobby had already arrived and was in the kitchen chatting with Melody while they waited.
James and Nicholas approached their father.
"If you get taken to the dungeons, dad, Dobby can get you out," said Nick, reassuringly.
"If I get taken to the dungeons, Nicholas," retorted Severus, "There's a chance your grandfather will be called," he looked at the boys, "If that happens, if he shows up there, you get your sister and disapparate!"
The twins shook their heads.
"We're not leaving you," James said.
"Yes, you are!" ordered Severus, "Listen to me! If–"
"NO!" James exploded, "YOU LISTEN! When you were lying half-dead on that bed upstairs, WE," he pointed his brother and himself, "Had to watch mum break down little by little, hour after hour, while you only got worse! You have NO IDEA how that was!"
"If you let grandfather have you," added Nicholas, "It won't matter if we kill him in the end, dad... he'll have destroyed us. If you die, mum will follow you."
Severus just breathed, his jaw clenching as he looked silently from one son to the other.
"You can't let him kill you," James whispered, his voice breaking.
Slowly Severus nodded, pulling them both to a hug, whispering: "I'll follow the plan. And if I get caught, I'll expect you two to get your little sister to safety and return for me."
The twins nodded.
"Alright," they heard Remus speak loudly, "We're all here. We all know the plan. Any questions?"
Several murmured "Nos" were heard and they all looked at Severus.
"I'll apparate to the gates then," he said, wand in hand, and with a soft pop he disapparated.
"Now, Dobby," said Nicholas and the elf took his hand and his brother's, "We've done this before. Only, this time, take us to a corner on the second floor of the manor, please."
"Of course, Mr Nicholas."
And they were gone too.
A few seconds later, Dobby was back, and he took Remus, Arthur, Bill, Charlie and Draco to the Manor's backyard garden – where they'd wait to join the battle, if needed.
At the Malfoy Manor gates
Severus touched his wand to the beautiful wrought iron gates, but instead of them vanishing as they once would, they remained hard, blocking his entrance, and soon a small elf appeared.
Severus easily recognised the creature, "Lucius Malfoy isn't waiting for me, Ottis, but I'm sure he'll be happy I'm here."
"Mr Snape!" squeaked the elf, worry in his big brown eyes, "You shouldn't be here, sir! They talk of killing you, sir!"
"I know," he nodded, "But they have my daughter."
Ottis nodded, "Little Sophie, yes. Sweet and beautiful little girl, sir," he opened the gates and allowed him passage.
"Is she alright?" Severus asked as he followed the elf towards the grand entrance of the manor.
"Yes, sir. Mistress Narcissa is with her. Little Sophie has woken up from her nap and is playing in Master Draco's room."
He exhaled in relief, Sophie was truly safe, right then that was all that mattered.
He sent a Patronus to the twins, letting them know where she was.
Soon, he and the elf had reached the entrance doors and walked into the downstairs living room, where Lucius was sitting on an armchair, reading the daily prophet.
The blond man glanced up and back to his paper, taking a few seconds to realise who he was seeing, his shock translating into him jumping up from the armchair and exclaiming: "What the hell?" giving Severus a look of honest bafflement, "You're truly alive!"
"Obviously," Severus arched an eyebrow, "Let's cut the small talk, Malfoy, where's my daughter?"
"How?" Lucius asked, ignoring his question, "How did you survive the snake?"
Severus decided to answer him: "Thanks to the Dark Lord himself, actually. He made Florence immune to Nagini's venom years ago. A simple blood transfusion was all it took," which was a lie, but Lucius didn't need to know, "Now," Severus repeated: "Where is my daughter?"
"That beautiful toddler? She's being well taken care of by my wife," Lucius smiled maliciously, "The Lord has plans for your Sophie, you know? As do I. Once she's grown up, of course. There's no doubt she'll be as gorgeous and fuckable as your wife... she'll will be greatly appreciated."
Severus growled, raising his wand to Lucius' face, "You'll have a hard time appreciating anything since you'll be dead!"
Lucius laughed, raising his wand as well, "I'm the Lord's most trusted now! And when I kill you, I'll be his favourite!" he said triumphantly, "You only survived last week to come die on my marble floors!"
Severus looked at him with a tilted head, smirking, "We both know you'll be the one dying on your marble floors, Lucius."
But before Severus could hex the insufferable blond man, a sudden explosion on the second floor had them both running to the stairs.
A few minutes before
James and Nicholas appeared in a long, wide and tastefully decorated corridor, there were beautiful tapestries and paintings on the walls, statues and a luxurious long rug on the white marble floor.
They hid behind one of the statues and waited, listening carefully to what was happening around them. Suddenly they watched a wolf Patronus run through the air towards them.
It's dad's. Said James.
And the Patronus stopped right before them, speaking low and slowly: Draco's room.
They both nodded and the wolf disappeared.
Draco said his room was the second door to the right of the staircase. James said to his brother, easily locating the door – five doors down to their right – and they walked slowly towards it, paying attention to every sound from inside the rooms and from the stairs.
Luckily they reached the door without any problems.
Getting in is always easy. Nick commented.
James nodded and sent a Patronus to his sister.
Narcissa noticed the moment more than one person stopped by the bedroom door, she could see their shadows through the slit between the door and the floor, but she frowned at the lack of knocking.
Then a beautiful bear Patronus entered the room, taking her by surprise.
"Open the door, Sophie," the Patronus said, "We're here for you."
"Jamie!" Sophie shouted, jumping from the floor, where she had been playing, and running to the door with the stuffed hippogriff under her arm.
Narcissa held her though, "Wait, sweetie. Let me check if that's really your brother," she knew little about Patronuses, and it had been years since she had been able to cast her own; however, she couldn't ignore the possibility that someone could've faked the little girl's brother's Patronus.
Narcissa opened the door and gasped, quickly opening it wider and allowing the two dark-haired teens into the room, closing the door right afterwards.
James scooped the little brown-haired girl up in his arms and held her tightly.
"Oh, baby sis. It's so good to see you're safe."
"Auntie Cissy took care of me, Jamie," the girl smiled, whining in her next breath: "But I want mummy."
"We'll take you to her, love," said Nick, kissing her head.
"You go to the backyard," said Narcissa with urgency, "There's a disapparition spot there-"
"I know. I've been here before," said Nicholas.
Narcissa frowned and realised what he meant: "You rescued Potter, using Polyjuice."
"Yes, that was me," confirmed, Nick, "Who else is in the house?"
"Lucius is downstairs," answered Narcissa, "And there are five Snatchers sleeping in the rooms down there as well."
"And your sister?" James asked.
The woman's worried expression told them everything.
"She's home," she said, "I don't know where. I haven't left the room since I brought Sophie here, as a precaution."
"Ok. So we must avoid her," said Nick, "Concerning the Snatchers, we have back up in the garden so if they wake up, we'll be fine."
"I can distract Lucius while you two go to the backyard," offered Narcissa.
"No, ma'am," said James, "You're coming with us."
That took Narcissa by surprise, her blue eyes filling up with tears, "Thank you."
James gave Sophie to Nicholas and opened the door, looking down the corridor in what couldn't have been a worse hour: Bellatrix had just left a room three doors down and was in the corridor.
"Fuck!" James hissed, closing the door as fast as possible.
"What is it?" asked Nick, frowning at his brother's sudden wave of fear.
Before he could answer, they heard knocks on the door.
"Cissy?" it was Bellatrix.
I think she saw me. James told his brother.
Shit!
James looked at Narcissa and mouthed: "Answer her."
"Y-yes, Bella?"
"Open the door, sister."
"I-I can't. I..."
"Open it, Cissy!" ordered Bellatrix, "Or I'll do it for you."
James motioned them to move away from the door, "Get ready to run," he whispered, pointing his wand towards the door, casting: "Bombarda maxima."
And the loud sound of an explosion shook the house.
Severus and Lucius had just reached the second floor when they saw the twins and Narcissa running towards them.
"Sophie!" Severus exhaled.
"Daddy!" the little girl cried, reaching out both arms to him, the stuffed toy she carried being held in one hand.
He took his daughter in his arms, hugging her tightly, relieved to be seeing her safe.
"She is unharmed, Severus," Narcissa said reassuringly.
"Thank you, Narcissa," he breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's happening here?" Lucius shouted, "Help me stop them, wife!" he ordered, pointing his wand at them.
When Narcissa didn't move, he screamed: "You bitch! You're nothing but a blood-traitor bitch! As useless as your son! I'll make him watch while I kill you, painfully, and then I'll kill him-"
"Shut up!" Narcissa bellowed, her wand pointing to Lucius' face, "Cover Sophie's ears and eyes, Severus."
He quickly cast a muffliato around his daughter, pulling her face to his chest, knowing what Narcissa was about to do.
"Crucio!" growled Narcissa, making Lucius fall onto the floor, his body violently shaking as he let out loud screams of pain.
"We'd better go, dad!" urged James.
"There are five Snatchers somewhere who certainly heard the explosion," added Nicholas, "And James knocked Bellatrix out, but I don't know how long she'll stay down."
Severus touched Narcissa's shoulder, "We must go. Now!"
She blinked up at him and nodded, turning to the panting man on the floor and hissing: "I won't let you put your eyes on my son ever again, much less your hands! You're not even half of the man Draco is!" then she spit on him and turned around.
The three Snapes all looked at her, a bit shocked by her attitude.
Then Severus cleared his throat and said softly: "Sophie, I need you to hold as tight as you can onto me, love, and to not let go until we are out of here. Can you do that, baby-girl?" Sophie nodded and he kissed her forehead, casting a sticking charm between her and his shirt to make sure she wouldn't fall, "Now, let's go!"
Narcissa walked quickly down the stairs, being followed by the three dark-haired men.
When they reached the last step on the stairs, they were face-to-face with a group of five men who had been awakened by the explosion.
"Well, well, well," said Scabior with a smirk, "What do we have here?"
"Very brave of you to show up, traitor," said Rodolphus.
"Relegated to a Snatcher, Lestrange?" Severus spoke in mockery, "Lord turned you into a street rat while he fucks your wife? The twenty-eight aren't as sacred anymore, it seems."
And Rodolphus furiously attacked him, the sound of their duelling letting the five Order members waiting in the backyard know they were needed inside.
Remus barged in, wasting no time and attacking the first death eater he set eyes on.
James looked at his brother, ordering: "Protect dad and Sophie!" and they stood in front of them, attacking and defending in perfect synchrony.
Arthur and Charlie duelled against Moran, a young death eater, and a disgusting man named McNair.
Narcissa hit Dolohov's face with a vicious Collido, but it wasn't strong enough to take the man down.
"You bitch!" Dolohov shouted, "Your tight cunt is not enough to stop me from killing you!"
But another spell hit Dolohov on the side and he turned to see who had attacked him.
"Draco!" Narcissa shouted, smiling at the sight of her son defending her.
Suddenly they all heard a loud and unexpected: "Avada Kedavra!" and a green light crossed the room, going towards the eldest Weasley; but Bill was fast and pulled the death eater he'd been duelling in front of himself. The killing curse hit Rowle right in the back and the man fell at Bill's feet.
The fight seemed momentarily suspended, as Order members and death eaters alike looked at the mad woman near the staircase with apprehension.
Bellatrix was furious, her already well-known crazy look accentuated by the pieces of debris and dust that covered her hair and clothes.
"YOU!" she pointed at James, "You attacked me!" she shrilled, as if him attacking her was absurd.
"Who? Me?" James said, giving her his most innocent look, "Why, Miss. I'd never!"
And then Nick attacked her: "Retro incarcerous!"
But the ropes didn't launch from his wand as one would expect from a regular biding spell, instead they were conjured right behind Bellatrix and she had no time to defend herself against them. Yelling bloody murder, the deranged woman went down.
"Good one, Nick!" said Severus, knowing that had to be one of his son's first original working spells.
"Thanks, dad. I'm glad it worked, really," he sounded a little surprised.
"Go help Draco, James!" Severus ordered, looking around the room and seeing the blond boy was losing against Dolohov.
Sophie whimpered and Severus caressed her back, "We're almost out of here sweetie, just a little longer," he whispered to her.
"Go, dad," said Nick, "Run to the back door. I'll cover you."
And Severus ran, taking his daughter away from there.
Once his father had disapparated with Sophie, Nicholas ran back to the fight, only to find out that Draco and Bill were unconscious on the floor; and Dolohov and Scabior held Narcissa down on her knees, her bruised face and split lip letting him know they had punched her a couple of times.
Dolohov gave out a sudden loud shout, holding his right forearm where, apparently, Narcissa had bitten him. He fisted a hand in her hair and spit on her.
"I'll show you your place, bitch!" then he slapped her hard across the face, "You seem to have forgotten what pretty pure-blood witches are good for!"
Nick looked at James and then at Charlie, who seemed furious at that scene.
Someone is still not used to the war. Commented Nick, motioning Charlie with his head.
He works with dragons in Romania. Explained James. He told me about the abused ones he's received from time to time.
Nicholas nodded, understanding Charlie's anger in the face of the scene in front of them – not that Nicholas wasn't disgusted by the maltreatment of the woman, but Charlie seemed completely outraged.
Remus and Arthur had killed the two death eaters they'd been duelling against, so they stood staring at that scene as well, thinking of a way to save Narcissa.
I'll run towards them. Said Nick to his brother, coming up with a quick plan. You attack Dolohov when he gets distracted with me. And hopefully someone else will attack Scabior.
James nodded and looked at Remus, who understood they were about to do something.
Remus nodded and whispered something to Arthur.
Then Nick ran and James used a strong Impedimenta on Dolohov, while Remus attacked Scabior with a In oculis uro spell, which forced the man to let go of Narcissa as both his eyes burned all of a sudden, and he screamed in agony, with both hands on his face.
Narcissa fell onto the floor and crawled away from the two men for a moment before her energy left her and she dropped onto her stomach, unconscious.
Charlie quickly ran to her, picking her up in his arms and running to the backyard door, disapparating.
Nicholas killed Dolohov just as they heard Bellatrix's furious shout: "I'LL KILL YOU ALL!"
"Shit, she's getting free of the bounds!" exclaimed Remus, "James, get Draco and let's get out of here!"
Arthur disapparated carrying Bill, with Remus' help, while James and Nick took Draco.