Angus whisked them away, and they landed on the sidewalk in front of the unusual French townhouse on the little quiet street in Paris. The front entry was now restored as it had been, but there was a heavily damaged section of the east side of the house where the dining room and the kitchen had been and some of the upper floors above that. The rest of the house remained.
"This is one of the biggest secrets Kate and Robert have ever had in their entire lives," Angus told Lucien. "You'll see why in a moment." He walked up the sidewalk to the front door, stated the password to the enchanted door knocker, and the door opened for him. He motioned to Marcus and Angus.
Angus honestly was surprised to see that tonight, the older teens were here, working right alongside the adults with sleeping, washing, cleaning, and rebuilding. When they saw Angus, they flew to him and wrapped themselves around him in huge, strong hugs. These were kids that he had rescued years before when they were small, and they'd grown up, largely, with him working full time here, taking care of them every single day until he moved to take care of Brian's estate. There were eleven kids here tonight. They were healthy, strong, smart, and they dearly loved the organization that had saved their lives. They knew Marcus, and they greeted him warmly. They greeted Lucien too, even though they didn't know him in the least.
"How'd you lot get here?" Angus laughed.
"We told Kieran and Fi that we had to come. This was home until just a couple years ago. Of course we had to come," one of the older girls told him. "We wanted to help, so the Admiral said we could stay til the job was done."
"Where are you sleeping?" Angus frowned?"
"On the floor upstairs in the common room, in our sleeping bags. Owens is bringing takeout. We made him go find pizza," a 17 year old lad told him, laughing. "A stack of them, because if he doesn't bring enough he'll just bloody have to go back." That made Angus laugh, and he ruffled the boy's hair.
"Dining room was over there, until a couple days ago, with kitchen on right behind," Marcus told Lucien. "Come this way, down the hall. Male agents' dorm room on the left, Female agents' room is right next to that. Captains' quarters right at the end of the hall, and this is one of the things Robert wants you to see. In here." He opened the door to the room they called the Bridge. "This room is called the bridge. The house had so many nautical features when they bought it that the nautical terminology just stayed."
The people in the large wizards' portrait, still all looking at a map on the desk in the painting all straightened up and greeted them. There was Dumbledore, Robert, Kate, Sirius, Michael, Remus, Tonks, James, and Lily.
"This is one of the most sophisticated secret international agencies you'll find anywhere," The figure of Dumbledore said to Lucien. "If you're here it's because someone's in deep need of help. Whatever you see, keep it silent, and take it seriously because, so far, this organization has saved nigh onto 800 children in the last 40 years from one diabolical wizarding family that is soon going to be in the third generation of selling wizard children to muggles. The people here with me, we were the founders. The ones who are still alive risk everything they are to save children. I'm sure you don't understand yet. But you will."