"It’s all right, Colin. You’ll do fine," she whispered and squeezed his skinny shoulder through his robe. Creevy gulped and nodded, but his thin face was peaked with terror. He was far too young to be out here. But the Order had dragged out everyone they could spare for this mission. There were three more groups creeping toward the Voldemort-controlled town of Flannelfoot at this moment – each taking a point of the compass.