The siblings walked through the busy crowds of King's Cross, making their way out to the open before mounting their brooms. I don't know if any muggles saw them or if they cared, the priority right now was to get far from London and far from the kidnappers. It was still early, but the sun was burning at its brightest as they made their way into the clear, blue English skies and set off on what would be an hours-long journey.

ooc: Wanna skip all that flying and stuff?