The three of them paced through the gates outside the manor and approached the large oak doors. As they walked with purpose, an unsteady Narcissa opened the doors with haste. It wasn't the kind of welcome they were after, and in the Dark Lord's eyes, not one they deserved. Lucius pushed through the doors dragging his son along with him in a firm grip. Bellatrix slowed to a stop, showing an almost gentle side as she slowly pulled her sister into the hallway. 