A cloud of dust and debris rose around Peter, causing those around him to stop and choke, and a strong hand closed around his free wrist and the sickening tug of Apparation stabbed at his stomach as he disappeared from inside the cloud.
When the dust settled, Pettigrew was gone. His companion was gone. But the Sign remained.
*
"Give me that, you stupid fool!" Bella grabbed the box from Pettigrew's hand. They were safe but for a moment, and the exchange had to be quick.
The box seemed to thrum in her hand and she closed both around it to contain the magic.
Tom ... my Lord ...
"Get out of here now, to whatever hole you live in...you'll be contacted."