Who: Sidney Spinnet and Javier Spinnet
What: Death eater attack D:
Where: Their house
When: Tonight
Sidney Spinnet shot up straight in bed very suddenly, not certain if her awakening was real or still a part of the rather pleasant dream she had been having--was still in?--and groaned, feeling drowsy and disoriented. What in the world had just happened?
She looked over in the direction of her husband half-blindly and saw Javier still laying there sleeping beside her. Alright well, if he was still sleeping then it had to have been a dream, right? Not that Javier was the easiest person to wake up when it wanted to be, but---
SMASH!
Sidney's head shot towards the door of the bedroom and out into the hall, where she'd just heard---was that glass breaking? It sounded far away, like it was downstairs... in the kitchen? Like the back door or---okay, so she may have still been half asleep, but she knew she'd heard something this time, and to be woken up by glass breaking in the middle of the night was not normal.
She felt her heart racing despite herself and reached over, taking Javier's shoulder and shaking him lightly, but with the tiniest bit of urgency. "Javier," she whispered, trying to keep as quiet as she could and still have him hear her. "Wake up, Javier."
It was rare that he was woken up in the middle of the night anymore---not to say that their sex life was lacking, but to be honest, they were both busy people with a one and a half year old so it was hard to stay up past nine o'clock these days. It also did not help that he was the soundest sleeper known to man, which Javier blamed on growing up with a step-sister and three female cousins.
"Whaaa," he groaned rolling onto his back and almost under Sidney's arm. This was not the way to heat things up, if anything she should be rubbing his back and---
There was the sound of a door opening, the loud and creaky one beside the kitchen that led into Alicia's playroom, and Javier immediately became aware of what his wife was waking him up for. Quite awake now, Javier sat up and slipped out of bed, putting a hand up behind him as the other reached for his wand.
"Go to Alicia's room," he said softly, hearing another sound as he neared the door. He did not want his wife going anywhere near the intruders (he is never trusting a ward smith again), but he could not allow for his daughter to be unattended.
Sidney slipped out the other side of the bed and grabbed her robe from the floor, throwing it on quickly as she tiptoed hurriedly around to where Javier was getting ready to head out the bedroom door.
She heard his instructions, but didn't need them---the first thought in her mind was to grab the baby. Even though Alicia's room was just across from theirs, even though the intruder would have to basically go through them to get to her, Sidney would not feel as if her daughter was really safe until she was holding her in her arms.
Wand in her left hand, her right on his shoulder, she gave both a gentle squeeze. It would turn out to be nothing, she kept telling herself, but still she felt the fear of what it could be pumping through her veins, and even moreso the fear of what it could do to her husband. She didn't want Javier going down there at all, and she figured he knew that, but what they both knew was that it was more important that he confront whatever this was and make sure that it couldn't hurt Alicia, than have it hurt either of them.
Sidney didn't dare to actually say it, but the final squeeze she gave his shoulder communicated a silent 'be careful.' A second later she had slipped past him and into their daughter's room.
Jesús Cristo, this was why he worked on the radio and no one could see his face. Javier did not want to scare Sidney anymore by making a big and dramatic goodbye, but like hell did he really want to go downstairs and deal with the mess that was going on down there. From what he could tell, they weren't full on attacking their house, which was a good sign---well, now that he thought about it, it was probably some muggle teens that had somehow gotten through the wards.
Yes, that made much more sense than anything else his vivid imagination was currently conjuring up.
He made it down the stairs slowly, looking for shadows. There were some lights still on from earlier; some candles in the living room that were flickering frantically as if they could feel the tension in the air. Javier watched at the foot of the steps for a moment, not hearing a sound for a few seconds. Huh, maybe they'd left---
--and of course that was when he shadowy figure cast a great shadow over the wall of his living room.
"HEY!" he shouted, shooting off warning flares with his wand. If they were muggles, random objects flying at them would surely scare the shit out of them, "I'm warning you right now! Get out of my---"
Javier nearly fell to the ground at the sight of the death eater, the death eater in the entrance of their kitchen. His mouth gaped as his mind raced to figure out if this was a dream or not, but the blazing yellow spell that shot past his ear and made his hair fly into his face answered that question immediately.
"DEATH EATERS!" he shouted, not wasting any time in throwing out a stupefy spell before storming up the stairs, they had to get out, "DEATH EATERS, GET OUT, GET OUT!"
At Javier's yell, Sidney's head shot up and towards the closed door of her daughter's room. Her hands unconsciously gripped the baby cradled in her arms tighter, and her mind began to race. Because---because she could have sworn she just heard her husband say Death Eaters and she had to have misheard because----why would they---what did they---
Javier. They were after Javier.
The realization hit her like a ton of bricks, almost taking the wind out of her. They had heard all the things he'd said about Voldemort, about them, on the WWN and they were mad and they wanted to do something about him, and----and possibly them, too? Sidney looked down at Alicia, slumbering still despite it all, and was hit by a feeling completely against every Gryffindor trait in her body: terror.
She couldn't remember moving, but she blinked and was out the door and into the hallway. The jarring movement finally shook Alicia awake and an alarmed cry sounded throughout the house, but she wasn't paying attention to that, only to Javier's form rushing up the stairs. Shifting Alicia into one arm, Sidney reached out and grabbed his hand. "Apparate!" she shouted, nodding once to his wand, "NOW!"
The truth of the matter was that Javier hadn't thought for a second to go back and battle the death eaters. It could be considered cowardly, but it was the heroes that didn't get to live to see their children grow up, and Javier wasn't willing to risk that because it would have been the brave or manly thing to do. No--making sure Sidney and Alicia were out of harms way was more than enough for him, and it took less than a second for his eyes to shut tightly and to will enough magic inside of him to disapparate the three of them out of the house.
He landed with a thud onto the grass of a neighbor's backyard, a few houses down from theirs. Javier had no idea why he'd picked that place; the first thought that ran to his mind was the pink flamingo lawn ornament he'd been making fun of the weekend before at a barbecue and his mind had run with it.
"Are you okay, is she okay--" he let out breathlessly, the shock of the...it must have only been thirty seconds, but it felt like a fucking lifetime, and ave Maria his heart was ready to explode from his chest in shock. He knew why they'd attacked, Javier knew and the guilt would build immensely once he was sure that Sidney an Alicia were okay, but people had warned him, it was the same reason they'd killed his father, in the back of his mind he'd always been worried, "Is---"
A bright light caught his eye and Javier had to hold his hands up in front of his face before he could determine what the hell it was. Did their neighbors have security lights, why would it be green---
"Mierda," he cursed, even if slightly in awe at the sight of the infamous Dark Mark, that his still ferociously beating heart knew was hovering over their house.