"She'll definitely see us coming if we start cutting down trees, but that's a good plan," Teddy agreed nervously, glancing behind them at the long, winding path and wondered if he should be calling for backup. Unilaterally deciding that they really should, he cast his first Patronus in a decade and sent the wolf for his mother, hoping she would know that it had come from him. Harry would know, but he'd gone missing a few weeks ago as well.
"Thanks for doing this with me. I- My dad... Anyway, thanks." His voice shook as he spoke, less from emotion than from sheer terror at being back here, in this place where a creepy old birdwoman had requested a bite and taken more of his flesh than Teddy had ever intended to give.
They were getting close, far closer than Teddy felt comfortable speaking. He broke off from the path and shot up at the leaves in the distance, closer to the cottage.