I'll Always Snatch You (Harry Potter Fandom)

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A/n: This chapter contains some sexual parts. You have been warned. 

Previously... 

She tumbled over the ground with the person a few times before she got pinned down by the person. She shot her head up as she locked her eyes with the man's piercing blue one. His lips were tilted in a smirk as he uttered only one phrase...

"Hello beautiful," 

Hermione stared in horror and disgust as the man lowered his face closer to her, his long black hair falling down like a curtain over her. She quickly shot her face to the side as the man's lips landed right by Hermione's ear. She cringed when she felt him run his tongue over her ear then down her jawline and her neck before running kisses up her neck. She finally got herself a sense of courage as she pushed the man off till he was sitting on her waist. Before he could lean over her again, she pushed herself right into a sitting position. 

"Who are you?" She asked him. The man shook his head to the sides and lightly chuckle. 

"I beg your pardon, my name's Scabior. And you... my lovely, what do they call you?" he asked, reaching his hands out to push some of her hair from the side. Hermione lightly smacked it away, causing Scabior to burst out laughing again. 

"Hermione Granger. Now will you please get off of me." Hermione demanded him, pushing against his chest. Scabior gripped her wrists while he was smirking and giggling like a school boy. 

"I think not. I actually prefer sitting right here." He stated before burying his head in the crook of her neck and wrapping his arms around her stomach. Hermione shrieked before she went roughly pushing him back again. 

"Oh! Go on! Get out of here!" She shouted at him while she kept trying to get him off of her. It was easier said than done. Even though he looked like he didn't weigh that much, he sure was heavy. If felt like hours had passed when he nudged him from sitting on her to sitting by the side. The process knocking his hair over his face. Scabior lifted some of his hair to allow at least one of his eyes to peer at her. He looked a bit like a little puppy, who got in trouble and was trying to get out of being in trouble. She had to admit, part of her thought he looked a bit adorable like that. She shook her head, getting her to focus back on the mission. She pushed herself onto her feet as she pulled a few leaves from her hair. She began to walk towards where she believe was the way to Hogwarts was when she found herself falling again. She screamed a quick scream as she felt Scabior climbing up her again and wrapping his hold on her. 

"GET OFF!" she screamed trying to untangle herself from him. 

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked her. She glared up at him. 

"I'm going back to Hogwarts! I'm going to go to school and not come back to the forest ever again! Do you understand?" Hermione growled at him. He narrowed his head. 

"No." he shot at her. 

"No? No what? You don't understand?" she asked him. 

"Oh, I understand. I'm saying you're not leaving." He stated to her, tilting his head to the side, his lips tilted up in a grin. She glared at him with her mouth open ajar. 

"Excuse me?" 

"You're excused. Now lets go, love." he told her as he got off her. As soon as he was on his feet, she roughly kicked him in the ankle. He grunted in pain as he grabbed his ankle. Without wasting a moment, Hermione got up and ran out in a random direction. She kept running as fast as she could, trying to escape. She turned her head over her shoulder for a mere moment to see if Scabior right on her trail. But it was enough for her to run into something... or should I say, someone.