Inky veins appeared from the end of Lupin’s wand, snaking out over the parchment creating the lines that housed Malfoy Manor. Hermione was up now, her face masked by trepidation like she didn't dare hope. Last to appear were the tiny footprints, a looping banner above each set and Luna's neat handwriting showed a name encased within. Theo’s heart sank, his eyes went straight to where he knew the dungeons were, hoping he wouldn't be there.