Fallen in Love with a Snatcher (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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It was a silent and awkward dinner as everyone was darting their eyes between Remus (who was sitting at one end of the table) and Fenrir (who was sitting on the other end of the table). The only sounds even echoing around the room was their heavy breathing, a few coughs, and the scraping of their silverware against their plates. Everyone shared glances to try and start a conversation with each other, but no one dared to open their mouths. 

Until...

"So--" Scabior spoke, "Uh-- what is the plan now?" 

"Hmm--" Remus hummed. 

"You know-- with trying to defeat the Dark Lord and all? What's the plan?" Scabior asked them with a nervous grin. 

"Well--" Molly found her voice, "You two can gather as much followers that you know would gladly turn their ways from the Dark Lord. Of course, with one or two of the Order Members should go with you guys as well."

"Understandable." Scabior claimed before taking hold of Hermione's hand, "I know who I want to have buddied up with me." 

Hermione chuckled as he kissed the back of her hand. She could see Ron gagging on his food. Harry roughly elbowed him in the side.  

"I don't think that is such a wise option," Arthur stated to them, "I think it's too risky to have Harry or Ron or Hermione out in the opening until it is necessary for them to be." 

"We also have to find the rest of You-Know-Who's horcruxes... and the sword of Gryffindor. It's the only thing that will destroy them. They are what is stopping us from defeating him. We take them all out, he will be completely done for and there is no way he will be able to come back." Harry explained to them. 

"Daddy, where do you get your scars from?" Teddy suddenly blurted out. A dead silence engulfed the room as their attention was all on Remus and Teddy. Remus shifted, uncomfortably, in his chair as Tonks lightly took hold of Teddy's hand. 

"I-- I don't think we should be discussing that at this moment." Remus told Teddy as he went to eat his food. 

"Everyone with your father's condition get scars, honey, it's just what happens." Tonk defended, trying to answer Teddy's question without giving too many details away. 

"But Papa said he gets scars from others wolves, Daddy never runs in with another wolf. So where does his scars come from?" Teddy asked again, looking at Tonks. Tonks darted her gaze at Remus before turning to the others.  Everyone avoided looking at Remus and Tonks, unsure how they would answer that question. Except for Fenrir, who was glaring Remus down. 

"Go ahead, Pup." Fenrir spoke up, "Tell your son where you get those scars of yours." 

"That is something he doesn't need to know about. Now may we continue with our dinner?" Remus growled, returning Fenrir's glare. Everyone proceeded to eat their fill till one by one they left the table. Hermione and Scabior were just making their way up the stairs when they ran into Ron. 

"I would like to speak with Hermione for a moment?" Ron asked them. Hermione lightly looked at Scabior as she mumbled she would be alright. Scabior gave Ron one look before making his way up the stairs and towards Hermione's room. Hermione turned and followed behind Ron as they made their way to the library. Once there, Hermione turned to face Ron. 

"What is it?" Hermione asked him. 

"Alright you can tell me." he said. Hermione shook her head. 

"Tell you what?" Hermione asked, unsure what Ron was getting at. 

"When are you going to stop pretending you don't like Scabior? This is just a huge joke to take advantage of him and Fenrir so they could be on our side, right?" Ron asked. Hermione rolled her eyes. 

"Ronald, when are you going to get it in your head? I do, in fact, love Scabior and there is nothing you can do to make me change my mind. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go to my room." Hermione told him. Without waiting for a response, Hermione stormed out of the room with her head held up high and not daring to look back.