The next night they all sat around the kitchen table, nursing mugs of steaming tea. Theo paced by the windows, waiting for Kingsleys arrival. He had added more protective charms and made Hermione swear she would wait inside when he arrived so Theo could go and check his identity. When the crack of apparition sounded on the front lawn Theo dashed to the door and pushed his way out. Luna held Hermione's hand tight on top of the table, Monica sipped her tea nervously, sensing the tension in the air. A few minutes passed before Theo appeared in the doorway, a windswept Kingsley loomed behind him.