He had to get away from her, but it was Christmas Eve at the Lestrange house — how hard could it really be to get away from his cousin's wife? Cash knew Fort Lestrange, he'd spent every holiday here since he was a child, he knew all the twists and turns of the grounds. He kept his hand on his wand and backed into a gap in the hedge, pressing himself further back until he was into the garden — the staff was going to be annoyed at the disruption to the grounds when they noticed it, but that didn't seem like a major concern right now.

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