The Key (A Draco Malfoy Love Story)

Chapter 41: Snatchers

Amelia's P.O.V
Well, the visit to Xenophilius Lovegood didn't go exactly the way we planned it, but at least we found out what the symbol means, and we didn't die, so that's a bonus! So Mr Lovegood was going to give us in to Voldemort so he can get Luna back.I understand that he was desperate but it was slightly harsh, in our defense. Anyway, I often question myself about the Horcruxes, and what they are, as I've known Voldemort since I was one year old. I thought that I would be able to figure out what he may have turned into a Horcrux, but I haven't the slightest clue. A thought that popped into my head a few weeks back did make me crack myself up, it was that Voldemort's nose was a Horcrux, and when I told the others, they too burst into fits of laughter. My mind is just too hilarious for words. I honestly thought that we would never find all of these Horcruxes, but now I believe we can, I mean, look how far we've gotten already. We've found and destroyed too, we just need to do the same for lots more. Because if we don't find them, then Voldemort can't die, and he needs to die if all of us want to live.

"That little bleeder! Can we trust no-one?!" Ron exclaimed after we apparated back into the forest we started in.

"They kidnapped Luna because he supported me and Amy." Harry said, standing next to a fuming Ron.

"He was desperate, you can't blame him for wanting his daughter back." I continued from what Harry said.

"I'll go an do the enchantments then." Ron huffed, trudging away from us. Then five snatchers stood up from behind the trees, smirking at us. Harry grabbed my hand and began running, following Ron and Hermione, who started only seconds before us.

"Well don' hang about! Snatch 'em!" The leader of the men said as his friends then too started chasing after us. My ankle throbbed in pain with every step I took, and if it wasn't for Harry pulling me along at his speed, they would've already caught me. The trees soon became blurs beside us as we sprinted deeper into the forest, which meant we hand to dodge the narrow trees that were layed out in front of us. We jumped over tree trunks, swurved aroaround bushed and ducked under branches, all to try and escape the grasp of the snatchers who were gaining on us.
Every harmful spell shot at me was blocked by my defensive shield that I cast expertly behind me. The excruciating pain striking in my leg was almost blinding, but it didn't affect me that much, since it was either run or die. And I was choosing run. Harry leg was then caught on a stray branch that sent him tumbling to the ground, taking me with him. I let out a quiet scream as we fell , landing on the cold, hard forest floor. Harry aided me to my feet as we set off into a run again.
The cold air stung my throat as I breathed it in sharply whilst bounding down the slanted hill, trying not to trip while doing so. All I could hear was the bangs and slaps of the spells exploding inches away from me. The freezing wind whipped my flowing black hair into my face as I desperately tried to push it out of my eyes so I could see where I was going. I
turned the top half of my body and quickly threw five curses at each one of the snatchers, one after the other.
My legs moved so quickly that they were beginning to burn, which didn't help my injured ankle either, which did seem to affect my speed slightly. I pushed back the pain and sprinted on using all the strength I had, but this still didn't make Harry's speed.
My breathing quickened which made my chest move up and down faster, my lungs aching within my ribcage. After this the trees weren't a problem anymore, in fact, I didn't really notice they were there, that is unless I accidently hit one with my arm or something. The twigs and grass crunched under my swift steps as my grip tightened in Harry's hand, making sure it didn't losen. The snatchers thundered on behind us, chucking dark spells at all four of us.
They were obviously a bit dim, or they at least had no aim, as most spells missed us by far, which gave us the advantage of course. I heard Ron grunt as he fell the the floor with a loud thump, his feet tied together with chain so he couldn't move. I wanted to go and help him but Harry kept on pulling me on, not willing to let me go back.
Harry and I jumped into a ditch under some three meter long logs and hunched over as we ran so we wouldn't hit our heads. Hermione was right in front of us when we reached a clearing, she turned to us and waited until we were a certain distance away then she shot two spells at us, so one each.
Harry fell to the floor while I remained standing, my body frozen as my skinn began to bubble. I knew what she did, she did different things to me and Harry. She distorted Harry's face so he was unrecognisable, but I had no idea what I looked like, as I couldn't see myself. I pulled Harry to his feet and took a look at his face. His cheeks had swelled up so his eyes were almost closed, on his forehead his scar was faint, but you could still see it, he definately didn't look like himself.

"You look exactly like me, so pretend we're identical twins." Hermione whispered to my in a voice that was barely audible, I nodded a bit in understanding and stood by her, Harry by my side. Then a voice rang in my ears, a voice that belonged to none other than Voldemort.

*Start of Vision*

"Tell me Grindelwald, tell me where it is." Voldemort's voice hissed to the old, white haired man. Then the scene changed for a second, and this time a boy was jumping out the window, a wand in his hand.

"Grindelwald, Grindelwald, Grindelwald." His voice repeated as it zoomed into a cell where Grindelwald was imprisoned.

"Hello Tom, I knew you would come one day." Grindelwald laughed. "You surely must know that I no longer have what you need."

"Tell me where it is, Grindelwald." Voldemort said yet again.

"Ha-ha-ha. The Elder Wand lies with him, of course. Buried with him... Dumbledore." Grindelwald told him and a sly grin grew on Voldemort's face.

*End of Vision*

So Voldemort was after the Elder Wand! It all made sense then. But it wasn't the time to think about that, I should've been worrying about myself.

"The Hallows exist! He's after the last one. He knows where it's hidden. He will have it by the end of the day." Harry and I whispered to Hermione who just stared at us until we were all dragged away from each other.

"Don't touch her!" Ron screamed to the man who held Hermione. He then let out a groan of pain as one of them punched him in the gut.

"That boyfriend of yours will get a lot worse if he doesn't learn to behave." The head snatcher said as Hermione and I struggled in the pair of snatchers arms.

"What happened to you, ugly?" He asked, looking at Harry's bloated face.

"What's your name?"

"Vernon Dudley." Harry said quickly with the first name he thought of.

"And you, my lovelies. Twins I presume? Yes, so what're your names?" Scabior walked to me and Hermione.

"Penelope Clearwater." Hermione said quickly.

"And you, gorgeous?"

"Petunia Clearwater." I replied through clenched teeth, squirming around in the snatchers grip.

"There's no Vernon Dudley on here. Look, ugly, the list says you're lying. Why don't you want us to know who you are?" Scabior asked Harry who said "You already know who I am." The head snatcher then used his wand to lift up Harry's hair, seeing the faint scar imprinted on his forehead.

"There is a Penelope Clearwater, but not a Petunia Clearwater." One of the other men stated. Shoot!

"Bring her over here." Scabior ordered, pointing to me. The man that had hold of me ended up carrying my over to Scabior, who looked me straight in the eye. He moved the hair from my neck and ran his finger over the 'x' shaped scar, now we were in trouble. His eyes widened and he looked from Harry to me.

"We won't be taking this lot to the Ministry, but to Malfoy Manor."