Caradoc let out the faintest, nearly undetectable sigh of relief once the parents conceded to the will of their son. Caradoc stepped forward fully then when Remus took charge and walked to Andret, taking him first.
"He'll be back," Caradoc promised, trying to look as friendly as possible despite knowing his present appearance made looking warm and comforting rather difficult. He walked over towards the living room window and peered out, and cussed under his breath as he saw a handful of robed men coming with wands drawn. They were still down the block on the old road, and he couldn't tell if they were friend or foe, but Caradoc was pretty sure they weren't there to be friendly.
Now not caring whether he freaked the two adults out or not, he rushed forward and grabbed them by their wrists, pulling them away from the window and further into the room. He knew Remus would not linger longer than he had to, but he no doubt had to explain the kids situation to Ernie before he could come back.
"Stay down and quiet," Caradoc warned, "The reinforcements arrived," Caradoc regretted now leaving Rodolphus's body out like a smoking beacon, and he growled quietly with frustration. He had a bad feeling the incoming wizards were a lynch mob.