Bellatrix was smirking at what she had created. Someone loyal, toughened for battle and sharper then a brandished blade. "You're "friend" has spoken Potter. I suggest you and you're crooks make their leave." Came the dark lords voice. Authoritive and sharp, but without any anger. "You are not welcome here". He raises his wand in warning. Molly put her hand in front of Ron and harry protectively before answering. "we are leaving". Ron was begining to exclaim in protest and lunge forward but Mad-Eye lunged in front of them and apparated the entire group out of the area.