Potter's Shadow (Draco Malfoy)

Chapter 71

My knees bent almost in half in order to support the extra weight I was carrying. Hermione had once again taken us to a forest. 

"That treacherous little bleeder. Is there no one we can trust?" Ron complained. 

"He just wanted his kid back," I shrugged. I sympathised with him because I'd die before I let anyone take baby star and they wasn't even born yet. 

Harry shrugged off his backpack, "They kidnapped her because he supported me. He was just desperate." 

Hermione helped me to stand up from the pile of leaves I had fallen into on the floor. I brushed off the leaves and grabbed my wand ready to start  either setting the tent up or casting protection charms. 

"I'll do the enchantments," Ron started.

I nodded, "I'll start the other side and meet you in the middle." 

I walked a fair distance before a figure caught the corner of my eye. Another stepped his way out from behind a tree. Snatchers. I cast another concealment charm under my breath, my hand resting just above my stomach as it disappeared from view. 

I stepped away from one, who was moving towards me only to be stopped as another stepped out from behind a tree, "Hello, beautiful." My throat constricted as he moved towards me. Making a wide arch I took off running, the others easily overtaking me. 

Although the extra weight looked like it had disappeared, it still slowed me down. I'd barely run 200 metres before I was grabbed around the torso. My body slammed back into a hard chest, pulled off the ground by my captive, who towered over me. Kicking my legs around I struggled to be released before they growled in my ear. I looked over my shoulder to see none other than Fenyrir Greyback having a hold of me. He didn't stand still while holding me, continuing the pursuit of the others till we were all held back and restrained in a small clearing. 

"Don't touch her," Ron cried from next to me as they grabbed ahold of Hermione. 

"Leave him," Hermione yelled as Greyback chucked me to another Snatcher as he moved to hit Ron, knocking the wind out of him. 

Desperately, I turned to see Harry's face had swollen, likely caused by a stunning jinx. It made him look slightly different but there is only so much it could conceal. I knew if they moved his hair they would see the lightening scar and know exactly who he was. 

"Your boyfriend will get worse than that," the leader called to Hermione, the same guy, who called me beautiful earlier. "If he doesn't learn to behave himself." He walked his way down the hill, I'd just been manhandled down. He looked straight to Harry, "What happened to you ugly?" Greyback looked over from where he'd grabbed Harry, "No, not you. What's your name?"

My stomach clenched as I spun my way through as many names as I could. Listing them one after another in my head. 

"Dudley. Vernon Dudley," Harry answered. My stomach dropped because they weren't going to find that name in any magical registry. 

"Check it," the leader called to one of the others, who pulled a small book from his pocket. He stopped in front of Hermione, "And you, my lovely. What do they call you?"

"Penelope Clearwater, half-blood," Hermione listed off a legitimate person. One who had already graduated from Hogwarts and wouldn't draw any concerns. 

"There's no Vernon Dudley on here," the guy checking the little book called out. 

"Did you hear that ugly? The list says you're lying. How come you don't want us to know who you are?" Greyback spoke closely to Harry.

I had to hide my natural reaction to turn away as Harry lied again, "The list's wrong. I told you who I am." The lead snatcher walked over and pushed his hair away from his forehead as I closed my eyes.