            Once he was secure and Disillusioned, Hermione cast a sticking charm in the direction of his feet. It felt so wrong, to leave him here like that. Bound and gagged after they’d been ignoring him the whole time. Feeling guilty, Hermione reached up and grasped the slippery cloak. It fell down over his face. Lucius was positively wrathful, glaring down at her. "Hello...I suppose I don’t need to tell you this, but don’t try anything stupid. Or smart," she amended, earning a snort from Sirius. "You can’t even leave a two-mile radius, so there’s no point in trying to run."