Snatched; Draco Malfoy

forty six

"Blaire it's you!"

I ran to close the small gap between us, and hugged her right around her collarbone. She gasped at my sudden affection, and then laughed lightly.

"Woah! Yeah it's me, Pops." She patted my hair awkwardly, though I could tell she was happy to see me too. "Okay that's enough. You know I don't like hugs much."

I removed myself from our embrace, and shifted my gaze to look at the boy standing next to her.

"Blaise! It's so good to see you!"

I hugged Blaise around the waist (considering he was a significant amount taller than me) and he patted my back, letting out a breath he seems to have been holding in for a while.

"How did- why are you... How are you here!" I asked, completely flustered.

Blaire smiled. "We'll after the incident on the train we were obviously worried sick, no naturally we dug out every tiny piece of information. Blaise here is a natural at that stuff, so it was pretty easy in the end."

Blaise shrugged sheepishly, a smile tugging on his lips. "It was nothing. I'm just glad we found you, Pops."

"Where's Draco?" Blaire asked, still smiling.

My face dropped. "We... had a small fight. I'm sure it was just in the heat of the moment. Everything will be fine." I told them, whilst trying to reassure myself.

"He's enchanting our surroundings, and making sure it's safe to stay here. He'll be back soon I think." I said.

Blaire smiled sympathetically, and pulled me into her embrace. "It'll be alright, Pops. I know you've been through hell and back recently. but if we stick together, everything will turn out fine. I promise."

I nodded and sniffed, the cold air making my nose run. I wiped it against the back of my sleeve.

Luckily for me, they had brought some food from hogwarts and, having been  starved for god knows how long, I ate nearly all of their stash. It probably wasn't the best idea.

The sudden fullness my my eyes droop, my body suddenly aching again like how it was back in the little room. I yawned, and stretched my arms up, a relief swimming over me.

Blaire looked over to me, and smiled slightly. "You look rough, Pops. Have some sleep. I'll wake you when Draco's back, and Blaise and I will take shifts keeping watch."

I thought about it. "N-no. I'm not tired. I'll just wait 'till Draco is back. It's ute he won't be long." However as I said this, another huge yawn came over me, leaving me feeling even more week.

Blaise chuckled. "Come on, Pops. Settle yourself into bed. Draco will still be here when you wake up." His words reassured me, so I gave into my tiredness and went into the warmth of the tent.

At first I was restless, the lingering thought of mien and Draco's argument nagging at the back of my brain. 'It's okay' I told myself. 'He was just stressed. It'll be fine.'

Not after long I couldn't ignore my drowsy state, and my eyelids soon shut, my thoughts becoming a distant memory that faded into a peaceful blackness.

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I dreamed that night.

I dreamed a lot.

I dreamed about the room Bella and co we're keeping me hostage, and I dreamed about them practically starving me.

I dreamed of Sirius too. The dream made me long to see him again, long to see him smile again.