Honestly, some day Kingsley was going to have a perfectly normal Halloween experience. Some fucking day. He’d only gone out to get a few things for himself and Anson and now statues were destroying Diagon Alley. Anson had gone to visit his father and Blair’s graves and Kingsley spared a moment to hope that the graveyard didn’t have this sort of nonsense before a statue nearby smashed a window.
Screams peppered the air as Kingsley looked around, determined to start getting people to safety. Children first, children and--- his eyes caught on Diana Greengrass. Pregnant women.
“Mrs. Greengrass,” he said as he made his way to her, “Mrs. Greengrass, please follow me, I can get you out of here.”
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