Cecily stayed within her little circular un-warded space for the next hour and a half, walking Weasley through the wand movements for the Domina building's warding before pointing out what she could on the blueprints for Blaise. Just before she Disapparated, she looked Draco in the eyes and with what felt like extreme gravity said, "I wish you luck. Stick to the timetable we have discussed. Do not underestimate the Seven. Do not assume that every Domina member will be in the mess when the wards come down. Keep your heads on straight and your wits about you, and you all might come out of this alive." She Disapparated with a crack that echoed around the room and for several long moments, they all stared at the place she had just occupied before turning to one another with varying expressions of relief and trepidation on their faces. They stayed in that dank little basement, fine tuning the steps and stages, down to which of them would take on which members of the Domina in the (unfortunately probable) event of a fight, and innumerable contingency plans, for the rest of the night. It was nearing dawn the morning after Potter's wedding when they disbanded, taking their respective assignments with them. They had three days to get what they needed, to prepare what they could, get to Italy, find the Domina headquarters, and break the wards.