Upstairs, Zelda had begun to put a few things into a carpet bag. She kept her left hand tight against her body, using her wand to summon a scattered assortment to take with, whatever would make an over night stay more bearable. She was only guessing and her thinking was shot.

Shit, she'd probably see Miranda there. And Sandy. And Elixa! Damn, she knew too many Healers. She checked herself in the mirror. Bloody hell, she looked properly ill.

Zelda heard Figaro come in, and could hear them all talking. She couldn't make out what they were saying, but she was certain she was the topic. Great. He was a good lad, but Figaro didn't exactly contribute to things going smoothly, and tended to get Frank into a snit. As she dug through a drawer for a reserve of bezoars she rehearsed her speech to convince Figaro to stay at home and let Kurby handle this.

Crash!

She'd thrown a glass bottle of lotion across the room and it shattered against a mirror. Zelda gasped and snatched her left hand back to herself.

"It's fine!" she shouted. She grabbed up her bag and moved swiftly back downstairs to head off anyone rushing up to check on her, fixing her hair a bit as she went. She found her three boys at the foot of the stairs. She managed the most transparent, strained smile she could.

"Kurby and I are going to St. Mungo's and you're both going to stay here. Francis, finish up dinner. Kurby will send someone by to check on you."

She gave Frank a peck on the head.

"I thought you had to work," she asked Figaro.

"No, it's fine. I can come," Figaro replied firmly.

"Stay here with your bother. He's making food." He gave her the gift of not arguing. "Good lad." She kissed him on the cheek.

The werewolf hunter had gone still again at the sound of the crash, his eyes darting up towards the ceiling.  At the call from upstairs, he relaxed only slightly, exchanging an uneasy glance with the two boys.

But Zelda was on her way back down the stairs again before he could make a move to head up and check on her.  She exchanged words with her two sons, reassuring each other.  Once they made it to St. Mungo's, Kurby made a mental note to send a Patronus to his younger sister to ask her to swing by the Sellaphix home.

He held out a hand to take Zelda's bag, and then started for the back door.  They could apparate from the garden.

"I'll let you know as soon as we hear something," he told the two boys, looking between them both.  "And I'll see if Rosheen can drop in."

Zelda allowed Kurby to take her bag. It was for his sake, she told herself, but she was appreciative. She walked ahead of him, her arms crossed tightly, her wand in her hand.

They returned to the back garden together, and Apparated.

Fin