Fallen in Love with a Snatcher (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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Hermione woke up to a cold breeze brushing against her naked shoulders and the sound of a little birds chirping. For a moment she forgot where she was, who she was... until her eyes fluttered opened as she saw the woods surrounding her. It was at that moment, it came rushing back to her. 

She peered over her shoulder to see Scabior all snuggled against her backside, his face pressed against her back as he went snoozing away. She bit her lips while she slowly crawled out of the bed. While she was trying to collect her clothes, she listened to him grumble and groan as he tossed and turned in the bed. She chuckled while she watched him run his hands all over the bed in search for her. 

Just as she was grabbing her underwear, she heard what sounded like twigs snapping. Her head shot up while her eyes glanced around, trying to find what was making that sound. She waited a few minutes till she was sure it wasn't near them anymore...

Then something grabbed her hand, causing her to yelp only to shift to glaring as she saw it was Scabior, grabbing her underwear out of her hand. 

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, waving her panties around. 

"I need to get back to my friends. I need to help them to defeat Vol--" she started till she felt Scabior slap his hand against her lips. 

"Don't. Say. His. Name." Scabior dragged out his words, "You utter his name, you'll summon some of his other friends and trust me, you don't want them on your ass." 

Hermione nodded her head in understanding while Scabior removed his hand from her lips. 

"I see... now can I have my underwear?" She asked while she reached out to grab it. Just as she was about to grab it, Scabior pulled it away from her. She couldn't stop the tips of her lips from twirling up as she saw his smirk on his face. 

"You want them, sweetie? Come and get them," he chuckled, waving them just a foot away from her. Hermione attempted to grab her underwear only for her attention to shift when another round of twigs snapping causing them to jolt up. At that moment, she didn't really care about her underwear. As Scabior was rushing to get out of the bed and getting dress himself, Hermione finished pulling on her jeans. 

They hurried along till they were behind a tree. They crowd against each other as they watched for whoever it was to come into the clearing. It felt like hours till they finally saw shadows coming closer. Hermione felt Scabior wrapping his arm around her waist as he pulled her tightly against his front. She was peering from behind the tree when she heard voices calling out...

"Hermione! Hermione, where are you?" Harry's and Ron's voice called out. She turned towards Scabior. 

"It's my friends," She whispered to him. As she gazed up, she couldn't help noticing the look on Scabior's face. It appeared like he was mad, but it wasn't the usual type of mad she saw. She lightly patted his hand as she walked from behind the tree and towards Harry's voice. 

"Hermione! Hermione, where are you?" 

"Over here!" She called out to them. She spotted Harry a few feet away from her. They soon turned to see her. 

"Hermione! Where have you been?" Harry asked her, "We've been worried for you. You weren't in your bed and thought something bad happened to you." 

"Sorry guys, I was just out looking for something for breakfast, but happened to get lost." Hermione lied to them. Harry and Ron looked at each other before returning their gaze back towards her. 

"Well-- next time why don't we go in pairs that way no one's alone when they get lost." Harry suggested before turning back towards the campsite. Ron stared at her for a moment before turning around and following behind Harry. While she paced behind the boys, she peered behind her to see Scabior walking out from the tree. She continued watching till he vanished completely.