(WOO! Viktor POV! XD)
There was something very convenient about having family members working in the Ministry of Magic. It wasn’t often that Viktor Krum found himself in Diagon Alley but his wife-to-be had expressed an interest in visiting some of the toyshops there. He’d gone with her of course and they’d attracted the attention of some photographers. Irina was all smiles but Viktor could barely manage a grimace as more things were on his mind than toy shopping for his child. Thankfully Irina was easily distracted by Catalina and Tatiana who were as eager to go into the toyshop as she was. Viktor didn’t fail to notice the pointed look Catalina sent his way; telling him to be more attentive to Irina. He nodded, casting a look up the alley as he waited for the woman to go inside.
“Viktor! Hey! Viktor wait!” The Bulgarian turned to find Andres and Javier running down the alley way, both looking dishevelled and unhinged. Behind them was Jakob who seemed to be having some trouble keeping up with the taller boys. Viktor smirked but that soon fell from his lips when Andres reached them. It was Javier though that told Viktor about the situation at Azkaban – and namely, who was there. Instantly, Viktor snapped at them, asking them what he was supposed to do about it. The boys both wore matching smiles and parted to reveal Jakob who was trying to catch his breath. Conveniently, they’d pulled their cousin out of the Department of Mysteries – the same cousin that spent his days plotting unplottable locations. Jakob straitened himself under Viktor’s gaze and nodded respectfully before looking anxiously at Andres.
“He knows where Azkaban is. Or at least, he knows the coordinates.” Andres snatched a piece of parchment out of Jakob’s hands and handed it to Viktor. “The North Sea – those are the
exact coordinates. Do you think we’ll be able to Apparate there?”
“We?” Viktor raised an eyebrow.
“The sirens are going off sir,” Jakob informed him. “The guards aren’t trained to deal with a High Security break out and Robert Dent is uncontactable.”
“What’s your point?” Viktor deadpanned.
“If we don’t go then there will be no one there to try and stop Barker.” Javier filled in.
“How do you know it’s Barker?” Viktor pursed his lips.
“Who else is going to try to escape from Azkaban?” Jakob replied.
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Four men appeared on Azkaban Island. The eldest, dressed impeccably, was the only one that managed to keep his foot ing on the slippery rock. One of them even fell into the water and had to be hauled out while the eldest stalked towards the tower. The other three scrambled up the rock after him, slipping and sliding, often ending at the bottom once more. The eldest out of those three made it to the entrance before the other two and he dashed after Viktor Krum who was already making his way up to the High Security Level. He heard Andres’ calls behind him but he said nothing with regards to it. He was on auto-pilot. First he’d find Khaat – then he’d deal with Felix.
Javier, Andres and Jakob split off, hoping to make it to Felix’s cell before the intruder did. Viktor dealt with the supposed might of the Azkaban guards, leaving a few dead in his wake. He tossed away the ones by the door and kicked down the door to the office. He looked down at the wood before bringing his eyes up to Khaat’s form.
“Great Merlin above woman, can’t you just stay at home with your children instead of spending your days with convicts? Surely you could have a better career?” Viktor smirked. “Baking could be a good career for you. Anything bar ones that get you in this situation. Surprise?” Viktor chuckled and entered the room. He knelt down before Khaat and put his hands on her shoulders. “Are you alright? They didn’t man-handle you too badly did they? Just...calm down. You’re safe now. Alright?” Viktor rubbed her arms and looked out of the door frame in search of the boys. “Merlin I hope they’re alright. Do you know where the person came in, Khaat? I don’t want my nephews to die particularly.”
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