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Rodolphus woke with a shiver, a chill creeping down his spine like skeletal fingers as he blinked awake in the dark. Someone had gotten through his wards. 

Normally this would be a cause for concern, but Rodolphus was fairly sure that his home wasn’t being invaded. Nevertheless he grabbed his wand as he rolled out of bed and grabbed a robe, careful not to disturb Bella where she slept beside him. Muttering “Lumos,” he crept through the hall and down the stairs, checking the integrity of the wards as he went, tracing the little alert in the back of his mind that drew him towards the kitchen. 

He found Rabastan halfway through a yogurt, La Belle Madonna curled up on his lap and purring so loudly that Rodolphus could hear her from across the room. He wondered if she could smell her kitten on him, wondered if Squash had gotten any bigger or would be permanently small the same way she seemed permanently deformed. 

Pouring himself a glass of water and turning on the dim lights- he didn’t feel like blinding himself, thank you- he leaned against the counter and looked at his brother. He was too tired to put on his manners.

“How long did it take you to get in this time?” he asked.