Fortunately, wizarding methods of travel make time and space only a minor hindrance. Lucius leads as offered, the transformative flight of partial Apparation unique among their kind allowing them both speed and a sense of direction. When they land, they're deeper south of the city, solidifying in Foggy terrain different than what borders Snape's home -- this place is more open, dotted with trees, farmland taken over and claimed and signifying the terrifying concept of geography grown smaller. A body of water rests to their left, silvery, its opposite banks disguised to them thanks to the Fog and giving it a sense of greater size than is true.

Moving along its border, Lucius doesn't pay it much heed, but there is a shape before them -- something bony and jagged, still as death, half submerged on the dipping banks.