Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
On a deserted street on a snowy night in the depths of winter, a burst of urgent doorbell ringing suddenly broke the silence.
Not long after the doorbell rang, there was soon movement inside the house, accompanied now and then by meows and scratching at the door. The owner of the house had been awakened by the urgent ringing.
"Who is it? It's so late."
Wearing a nightgown beneath a heavy cloak, Mrs. Figg cautiously peered through the peephole. Only after hearing a familiar voice outside did she open the door, staring in confusion at the several Order of the Phoenix members standing on her doorstep.
"Sorry to come looking for you at this hour, but that idiot Mundungus has been captured by Death Eaters. We can't be sure how many secrets he'll reveal to them, so we all agree this place is no longer safe. We plan to move you somewhere secure tonight." Hestia stepped forward, attempting to explain the situation to Mrs. Figg.
Mrs. Figg looked somewhat bewildered and at a loss.
"Mrs. Figg, we'd better leave quickly."
Harry removed his disguise and appeared out of nowhere. He said to the dumbfounded Mrs. Figg, "If you have any questions, we can explain everything slowly once we've reached somewhere safe."
"Harry, you... I understand, but I can't leave my cats here!" Though Mrs. Figg did not know what had happened, Harry's appearance made her realize that this place might no longer be safe. She turned around to pack her things, intending to take all the pet cats in her home with her.
Mrs. Figg could not leave her little darlings behind, or they would soon starve to death.
"We'll help her."
Hestia and Hermione followed her inside to help pack.
Not long after Mrs. Figg entered the