Collected [ALL]

When their feet landed in the manor, Hadley found herself thoroughly confused. Why would this duo take her to a place that was so oddly ornate? Surely they could have just taken her to the Leaky Cauldron or something? At least until the Death Eaters had gone. Her brow was furrowed as she released Corrine's hand, and she began drifting around the room a bit, staring at the things on the walls. It must have been an entryway of sorts, though, she of course had no idea how large the building was.

Bentley, for his part, was currently wondering how he could escape without having to talk to Lorcan. He didn't want this on his hands. Sure, it made him feel a bit guilty to drop all of it on Corrine's head, but technically, she had intended to find Hadley all along. What would his friends and family do if they found out the truth of what he had done that night? He had promised them that he wouldn't get involved again.

The Death Eaters needed to trust him, though, if he wanted to keep those he cared about safe. That was his highest priority, and he could only hope desperately that it didn't turn around to bite him later. Striding over to Hadley, he took her arm a bit too harshly, causing her to gasp and throw out a, "hey!"

"This way," Ben demanded, tugging her along. Tossing a look over his shoulder at Corrine, he didn't bother waiting for her to catch up, instead heading off to find other Death Eaters. Once they entered the living room area, he pushed Hadley into one of the chairs and sent out a call to the Death Eaters to let them know that what they had been looking for had been found, and they should return to the manor. The other Muggles wouldn't be much of an issue now that their temporary home had been destroyed.

Angelique rubbed her forearm as she entered the room. She was suspiciously free from the dirt, blood or grime that might accompany someone who'd been involved in the assault on the inn.

Sitting centre stage was a wee blonde looking stunned. Not literally, she just clearly had no idea what was going on.

"Welcome to the Fun-zone," she greeted the girl as she took a seat. "I'd get comfortable if I were you, this part always takes forever."

She looked to Ben.

"At least let me illuminate her before Lorcan gets here. I'm not sure I'll be able to stand it if he comes over all gentlemanly again," she suggested.

Jane landed back in the manor just as Angelique posed the question to Ben. That man and the redhead she had been with must have been surprised by her sudden disappearance, she supposed silently, walking into the room just when Ben began speaking in return.

Jane wasn't sure what Angelique had meant by her comments about Lorcan, but she chose to keep quiet while the others discussed. "Might should," Ben replied, talking over Hadley's question of,

"I'm sorry, what?"

Ben looked over at her again, unsurprising guilt weighing on his shoulders. "It's not you that we're-" they're, "-after. Just need your cooperation on a few things, alright? Hear her out," he added, gesturing in Angelique's direction before he strode over to the fireplace and stood off to the side so he could lean against the mantle.

"Merlin, you just have to ruin it for me, right?" she complained.

Now that Ben had set the girl's mind at rest, there really was no point.

Nevertheless, she smiled the kind of smile that could cut glass as she drew her wand.  She wasn't going to use it on the girl - Lorcan would probably kill her or something if she did - but the kid didn't need to know that.

"What my colleague is having so much trouble saying," she said, "is that he's not the hero you've taken him to be."

"In fact, he's very much the opposite of a hero.  More like a kidnapper, actually.  And this is what I believe you muggles call a hostage situation," she told the girl gleefully.

"Wanna guess who the hostage is?"