The three Marauders hurriedly rose from their chairs and rushed upstairs. They arrived just as Henrik was sitting up, eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed in confusion. Upon noticing the strangers in an unknown room he had no idea how he’d gotten in, he immediately searched for his wand and found it on top of the nightstand. He summoned it to his hand and aimed it at the girl in the middle. As young as she seemed, those Killing Curse green eyes of hers held power. If it came to a fight, she would be the one to look out for. Three to one, Henrik was definitely outnumbered and maybe still out of it, but he could take the lot of them.