ALLURING || D.M.

Chapter 31

'Burn it if you have to' Was a scream tearing through the night. 'Round it up, move, move, MOVE' Echoed among the chaos igniting. 'Bloody hell' Someone said as metal clanged, refusing the force against it. "Wake up" In a darkened master bedroom, a male voice demanded, shaking his wife awake.

In a posh black robe, his feet bare, Rabastan Lestrange paced the bedroom to pick up a leather satchel, running down the stairs to the library. Shelves groaned as he swept books aside, pressing against ornate wood panels that released hidden compartments. Letters, diagrams, sigils drawn in blood, he stuffed them in the satchel without second thought. Rodolphus did the same in the study, sweeping the desk clean of any important scroll. Some drawers had to be emptied too, they would not make it easy for aurors to find anything.

Four bags of fabric thudded at the foot of the staircase, a brunette witch walking down them as she called the elves. Bellatrix was in the dining room, she did not care if they found anything, after all, they could not tell if they never left breathing. Humming to herself, she closed the door, manic smile stretching her lips. 'Blow it up then' A boy sat upright, not confused, not frightened, he was putting his shoes on when his mother pushed the door open.

"Bas" She exclaimed, rushing to his side. "I know mum" Sebastian said normally, slipping his arms in his own smaller black robe and tying it closed. Grethel pursed her lips, adjusting his hair with her fingers as she took his hand in hers, leading her to his sister's bedroom.

"Lily" The mother voiced, the sleeping girl did not move a muscle. Wrapped in a greyish lavender fabric from her shoulders down, hair sprawled all around her head, eyes shut in relaxation, breathing undisturbed. "Lily" Grethel said again, soft but urgent, shaking her a little as Bas looked over the windows at the orange glow by the metal gate.

The girl groaned in protest, turning to lay on her other side as her mother shook her stronger. "Lily, you need to wake up" Grethel said, hearing her husband and brother-in-law exchange yells downstairs. "Teda" She called, the popping sound effectively made the blue eyes open.

"Teda will follow Mistress command" The little creature spoke decidedly, used to the routine by now. "Mom?" Lilianne murmured, her voice sleepy as she looked at the people in her room. "Raid" Her mother said, "There's a raid, you need to get ready" with one hand, she pushed the covers off her daughter, the other was extended for her son to hand her the cream satin robe on the chair.

"Now?" She asked, foggy eyes blinking, arm lifted for her mother to slip the robe on. "Don't say a thing, just deny their accusations" Grethel reminded her, "Give them nothing". Lilianne nodded, looking now at her brother who had his stare lost in the window. "I love you" Grethel whispered, kissing his and her forehead before heading for the door.

"Take care of them" She instructed Teda, who nodded, walking towards Lilianne to place her shoes by her feet. Back in the stairwell, Rabastan met her, "Hurry up" he growled, slipping past her to their bedroom. She huffed, placing the ring in her index over a cabinet in the kitchen, feeling a soft vibration under her feet as the archway morphed, changing destinations into a cobbled corridor.

"Rabastan" She called from the stairs, hearing a loud thud outside. "Rabastan!" It was Rodolphus who walked down, Bellatrix coming from a different corridor. Upstairs, Sebastian crept to the railing to watch his uncle head to the kitchen, as well as his aunt. He felt a hand press on his shoulder momentarily as his father ran down the stairs, his mother going after them with an elf.

Monk went down with them to lock the last enchantment barrier, his mistress fixed on the windowsill. "Safe, Mistress" He said when he was in the kitchen again. She nodded, touching the cabinet again for the space to disappear. A loud explosion made the space tremble, Grethel gasped, clutching the side of the counter. Monk hurriedly grabbed the pot to serve some tea for her. "Mistress is not calm, tea relaxes Mistress" He told her as he handed her a small cup.