He'd been on his way home from work - he'd finally gotten the paperwork through to unhook his floor and apparation charms in a week when they headed to Italy with the children so things would settle down and they'd be safe.
So much for that.
Nick took cover down the nearest alleyway, trying to cover his head and ignore the persistent throb of a newly opened cut on his jaw. He furrowed his brows and glared down his nose at the other man as he spotted him and then the little girl. She looked extremely terrified, honestly, and this guy definitely didn't look like her daddy.
"Well, you're right about her being fine." He let his hand slip into his robes, ready to grab his hand whenever he needed it.
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