The salty smell of the sea assaulted her nose when they landed. It might have been dark, but Hermione knew where she was. Somewhere she'd been countless times over the years. Even recently. Mr. Akingbade released his grip on her waist. Another pop of Apparition sounded just steps away. Spinning around on her heel with her wand outstretched, she exhaled in relief when she saw Alain holding Oliver's arm. The mystery of the figure running into their home in the middle of the ambush was solved. Alain's purpose was to save his nephew. She wasn't surprised to discover his brother gave him the ability to break through the wards in a time of crisis. If the two wizards hadn't been there...