The warmth of Mikey's hand against his spurred Spencer into movement again and he followed the tug, setting back towards the castle. They weren't moving as quickly as before, but it was quiet and dark and the house elves still seemed to be regrouping, returning to the thing on the ground to find it reduced to ash. Spencer thought absently that they had time.
He released a breath when he found himself stumbling a little over the sudden gravel of the ground just before the castle walls. "Home safe," he said quietly, searching out the window they had climbed through, trying not to think about who wasn't so safe.