Chapter 856 - Prickle Ⅵ (2/2)
”Mrs. Weasley and everyone else present, I would suggest that you heed Lorcan's warning and retire elsewhere for the rest of the evening,” Juliet candidly suggested, before reaching for her son and pulling him close to her. ”There is no need for courtesy, we will see ourselves out.”
Before Juliet can pull her son, Lorcan towards the front door, Lucretia's face darkens in anger. ”This is utterly preposterous!” Lucretia irritably snapped gesturing towards the pale boy with her hand. ”We are simply supposed to believe the words of a half-breed!”
Bilius flinches in shock, while his brother, Ronnell narrows his eyes with dislike at their cousin. He pointedly gazes at his brother to speak up in the defense of his sweetheart and her son. However, Bilius seems to be stumped staring only blankly at Juliet and waiting for her reaction. Ronnell refrains from sighing, if his brother didn't act quick, the widow D'Eath would surely break their relationship off after this evening.
Not one to take things lying down, Juliet's face instantly hardens with the same fierce protective instinct of any mother protecting her young. She firmly tucks her son behind her, before pulling herself up to her full height. ”Mrs. Prewett, I would challenge you to a duel this very instant, but I fear that a deadly danger will soon be upon us.” Turning away, she pauses and says over her shoulder, ”Think, what you may, but my son has never been wrong about these types of things. It's in his blood.”
Gently pushing Lorcan forward, Juliet does not look back at the infuriated form of Lucretia. Lucretia opens her mouth to speak when the sound of skirts rustling is heard. Druella had already risen to her feet and loudly says, ”Dobby!”
They all stare in surprise at Druella, when a loud pop is heard as a diminutive house elf appears. ”Dobby is here!” The house elf squeaked.
”Take Narcissa and the children immediately to Malfoy Manor,” Druella matter-of-factly ordered.
”Wait, mother!” Narcissa began to protest, but Druella quells her daughter with a single glare.
”Dobby obeys!” The house elf hastily answered, before vanishing with Narcissa and her daughter, Aurora in tow with a loud pop.
”This is simply unbelievable,” Lucretia huffed and glared at Druella. ”How can you simply take a half-breed child's words at face value?! I thought better of you, Druella!”
”That child possesses creature blood,” Druella flatly retorted pointing her fan at Lucretia in a dismissive fashion, ”and such occurrences are not rare. I would rather be seen as being overly cautious than to permit for another tragedy to unfold right before my very eyes.”
The D'Eath's were only halfway down the hall when the form of Lorcan becomes rigid and abruptly comes to a halt causing Juliet to bump into her son. Lorcan's face fills with utter fright and whispers in terror, ”They're here.” His whisper echoes eerily around them.
Hearing her son's ominous words, Juliet tightens her grip on her wand. Whatever it was, Lorcan had spoken true.. And now it was too late to run.