"Kiam. What in Merlin's name is going on?" Remus demanded again, his hand drifting towards his wand, and then the Order team all spun around as someone cleared their throat right behind them. There were four witches and four wizards – who must have been disillusioned – surrounding them, their wands pointed at the Order team, and Hermione clamped her lips down on a whimper. She had known – she had known something was going to go wrong. She swore in her head, a string of horrible wizarding words she'd picked up from Draco, her eyes darting over the witches and wizards that surrounded them.