Another portkey, and he was sucked away into darkness, the cage clutched in his hand, and deposited three feet above the gravel drive leading to the Manor.  He hadn't expected to be airborne and fell to the ground with a hard thump, his ankle twisting under him with a flare of pain.  When he stood and tried to put weight on it, he quickly shifted so he was on only the other foot and using the birdcage to steady himself.  That had definitely been a bad landing.