I creep along dark and small hallways, followed by two Death Eaters, one of them is Rudolphes LeStrange and the other is Dolohov. Rudolphes is Bellatrix’ husband, I don’t want to think about that. Anyone in a relationship with Bellatrix is mad and has a desire to die, even if it was a forced marriage. I pull my wolf forward, enhancing my sight and hearing while walking through the darkness. Someone is walking toward us, but is still a distant away. I hold out my arm, to keep the others from exposing us. With a small wave I lay an extra layer of protection over us and add a Disillusionment charm.