She Is Alive ~ V | d.m.

30. Malfoy Manor

"Will you summon 'im? 'ere?" Scabior spoke, sounding scared.

"No," Greyback growled, "They say he's using the Malfoy's place as a base. We'll take the boy there."

Harry looked at me and suddenly seemed to realize things, growing angry, and he couldn't bear the sight of me as he looked away, disgusted.

"... completely sure it's him? 'Cause if it ain't, Greyback, we're dead."

"Who's in charge here?" Greyback let out a grunt, "I say that's Potter, and him plus his wand, that's two hundred thousand Galleons right there! But if you're too gutless to come along, any of you, it's all for me, and with any luck, I'll get the girl thrown in!"

"All right!" Scabior finally gave in and nodded, "All right, we're in! And what about the rest of 'em, Greyback, what'll we do with 'em?"

"Might as well take the lot. We've got two Mudbloods, that's another ten Galleons. Give me the sword as well. If they're rubies, that's another small fortune right there."

Scabior walked over to me and grabbed my arm, "Hold on, Mr. White."

I nodded and soon he apparated us away.

I opened my eyes as we landed in a country lane before bending over and throwing up again as Scabior looked at me, "First time?"

"Just sick." Shaking my head, I looked up before looking around at everyone.

Harry's eyes, were still puffy as he took a moment to look around, then we all looked towards the pair of iron gates.

One of the Snatchers walked to the gates and shook them.

"How do we get in? They're locked, Greyback. blimey!"

He whipped his hands away in fright. The iron was contorting, twisting itself out of the curls and coils as it became a face, which spoke in an echoing voice. "State your purpose!"

"We've got Potter!" Greyback roared full of joy, "We've captured Harry Potter!"

Without hesitation, the gates swung open.

"Come on!" Greyback snarled at his men, as we were all being guided inside.

As we arrived at the door, I quickly changed figure once more and I was now my own cousin as Scabior then looked at me, "What the-"

"What is this?" The voice of none other than Narcissa herself interrupted Scabior as he looked at me with astonishment, before tightening his grip on my arm.

"We're here to see He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!" Greyback spoke almost standing on his toes in delight.

"Who are you?"

"You know me!" There was bitterness in the snarling voice, "Fenrir Greyback! We've caught Harry Potter!"

Greyback grabbed Harry and dragged him around to face the light.

"I know 'es swollen, ma'am, but it's 'im!" Scabior spoke from beside me, pointing at Harry, bringing Narcissa's attention to me, "If you look a bit closer, you'll see 'is scar. And this 'ere, see the girl? The Mudblood who's been traveling around with 'im, ma'am. There's no doubt it's 'im, and we've got 'is wand as well! 'Ere, ma'am."

She raised her eyebrows upon just seeing me and nodded, "Bring them in."

Soon shoved into the manor we were all lined up for the exception of myself as I was held off to the side, yet still tied up. Scabior was getting aggressive with me and soon enough before I knew it he was digging his nails into my skin as I bit the inside of my lip.

"Follow me," Narcissa motioned for the Snatchers, leading the way across the hall. "My son, Draco, is home for the holidays. If that is Harry Potter, he will know."

I smiled softly at the thought of seeing Draco again, but my thoughts were cut short when I was shoved into a wall.

Soon enough, without warning, I was shoved forward, as two figures rose from chairs everyone else was lined up. However, I was pushed to fall at the feet of no one other than Draco.

"What is this?"