*Narrator pov*
"Of course my lord, it will be done," murmured the collective
"Now," Voldemort spoke his tone taking on a more grave rattle, "How is the raid plan going?" he asked looking over to Antonin Dolohov
Antonin smirked, "I scoped the Bones manor out the other night, surprisingly minimal Wards for a pure-blood family. With some effort, we can breach them and set up the anti-Apparation wards. The problem is with the floo system, we don't have the faintest idea how to shut it down."
Voldemort frowned, "Can't you just use the same method as with the past raids?"
This time Lord Mulciber leaned forward, "Not necessarily, it seems the Bones manor operates on a different path than most. The anti-apparition ward is much simpler," frowning he took a sip of his whisky, "We could create a disconnect and take down all wards and floo systems but, it would create too much attention." the resources they would waste to do that was left unsaid
Voldemort narrowed his eyes, "Well then, it seems you have to act fast,"
***
Death Eaters moved silently through the thick woods surrounding Bones Manor. Their leader, an lithe figure with a deep, commanding voice, motioned for the group to halt at the edge of the clearing. The manor, a proud structure, stood impossibly grand.
"Remember," the leader whispered, his voice barely audible but full of menace. "The Dark Lord wants no survivors. Edgar Bones and his family are to be eradicated."
Antonin Dolohov, one of the more notorious Death Eaters, grinned wickedly beneath his mask. "With pleasure," he muttered, his wand already gripped tightly in his hand.
As a group, they began to set up ward stones, "This is going to make a boom, all of the wards will be shattered meaning they will be able to apparate out, some of you stay outside. Move fast we have to act on the element of surprise." Lord Mulciber spoke now dropped in his death-eater attire
Inside the manor, the Bones family were getting ready for bed. Edgar Bones gently tucked Amelia into bed, "Sleep tight," he whispered gently kissing her temple
"Gnight," she mumbled already drifting off into her dreams
The Death Eaters fanned out, each taking a position around the manor.
As Edgar stepped out of Amelia's bedroom the house shook and he immediately felt the wards shatter, "WE ARE BEING ATTACKED!" he shouted alerting everyone in the household
"Edgar what's happening!" His wife shouted in alarm panic flashing through her face
Edgar gathered his wife in his arms, "Take Amelia, run hide I love you, Samantha don't look back!" opening the bedroom door behind him he shoved Samantha inside
"What about you?!" she shouted
"I'm not fleeing like an animal!" He roared apparating to the downstairs level his older sons joining him
Dolohov led the assault, raising his wand towards the grand oak doors of the manor. "Confringo!" he hissed, and a blast of fiery orange light erupted from his wand, smashing the doors into splinters and sending a shockwave through the house.
As the Death Eaters stormed into the entrance hall, chaos erupted. The air filled with the sharp crack of Apparition as members of the Bones family appeared, their wands drawn, ready to defend their home. Edgar Bones, tall and steadfast, led the defense, his face set in a grim determination to protect his family at all costs.
"Protego Maxima!" Edgar bellowed, casting a powerful shield charm that spread out before him like a shimmering wall of light. The first barrage of curses from the Death Eaters ricocheted off the shield, sparking and hissing as they were deflected.
But the Death Eaters were relentless. Dolohov, sneering, sent a barrage of dark curses toward the Bones family. "VULNUS!" he shouted, the curse slicing through the air, narrowly missing Edgar and instead cutting deep into the stone walls of the manor, leaving jagged scars.
From another corner of the room, Fenrir Greyback, the savage werewolf, launched himself at the family with a feral growl, his wandless magic and brute strength a deadly combination. He was met with a powerful curse from one of the Bones family members, who shouted, "Expulso!" The spell exploded against Greyback, sending him crashing into a set of armor that clattered to the ground in pieces.
Amid the chaos, Amelia Bones, just a young girl, was hidden away by her mother, who shielded her with her own body. The child's eyes were wide with terror, but she clutched her mother's hand tightly, refusing to cry out. Samantha was debating with herself whether to stay and try and help or follow her husband's wishes.
Crying she grabbed Amelia tightly and then disappeared with a snap.
The Death Eaters pressed their advantage, their spells tearing through the defenses of the Bones family. A masked figure unleashed a Killing Curse—"Avada Kedavra!"—and a sickly green light flashed across the room, narrowly missing Edgar Bones as he dived to the side.
But just as it seemed the Death Eaters might overwhelm the defenders, a sudden flash of brilliant light filled the room, blinding everyone for a moment. The temperature in the room seemed to drop as an overwhelming sense of calm and authority washed over the chaos.
Albus Dumbledore had arrived.
With a flick of his wand, Dumbledore sent a wave of golden light rippling across the room, knocking several Death Eaters off their feet. "Protego Horribilis!" he called out, casting a protective charm that fortified the crumbling defenses around the Bones family.
Behind him, the Order of the Phoenix charged into battle. Kingsley Shacklebolt, with his deep, commanding voice, shouted, "Stupefy!" as he incapacitated a Death Eater with a stunning spell. Mad-Eye Moody, his magical eye spinning wildly, sent a powerful "Confringo!" towards a group of Death Eaters, the explosive curse scattering them across the hall.
The battle intensified, with curses and counter-curses flying in every direction. Dumbledore moved through the chaos like a force of nature, his wand a blur of motion as he deflected curses and disarmed attackers with effortless precision. "Incarcerous!" he cried, sending ropes flying from his wand to bind a Death Eater who had been aiming a Killing Curse at Edgar Bones.
Dolohov, seeing the battle turning against them, attempted a desperate move. "Morsmordre!" he yelled, sending the Dark Mark soaring into the sky above the manor, its green glow casting an eerie light over the battlefield. But his distraction was short-lived.
"Expelliarmus!" Dumbledore's voice rang out, his spell disarming Dolohov with such force that the Death Eater was flung against the wall, his wand clattering to the ground far from his reach.
The remaining Death Eaters, realizing they were outmatched and outnumbered, began to retreat. Spells crackled through the air as the Order of the Phoenix pressed their advantage, driving the attackers back through the ruined doors and into the night.
As the last Death Eater Disapparated with a loud crack, the silence that followed was deafening. The once-grand hall of Bones Manor was now a scene of devastation, but the family had survived.
Dumbledore approached Edgar Bones, his eyes full of sorrow and determination. "The Death Eaters will not give up so easily," he said quietly. "But we will protect your family, Edgar. They will not find you unprepared again."
"Dad," a weak voice called, "Dad!" followed by a shout if panic
Edgar whipped around and froze paling at the sight of his youngest son lying on the floor blood seeping from his stomach, "Son!" he shouted running forward and falling to the ground to support his child, "No no no no, hang in there please hang in there Edward,"
"Help me I don't want to," nodding off his head bobbed, "Die, I don't want to die," Edward shook in his father's arms skin pale as paper
A cascade of pops and cracks echoed in the background, "Healer! We need a healer!"
Greyback who had already fallen held onto a snake pendant, "Pure," he whispered being whisked away