I Know You Fancy Me ||D.M.||

Part 119

"That treacherous little bleeder. Is there no one we can trust?" Ron says very annoyed. "They kidnapped her because he supported me. He was just desperate." Harry says, which seamed to calm Ron down. "I'll do the enchantments." he says and grabs his wand. "Are you ok?" Hermione asks me, but before I can answer I see a snatcher stand in front of her and me. "Hello, beautifuls." Hermione gives me a look and we start running. "Well don't hang about. Snatch 'em!" I hear him say, and then I hear footsteps run after us. I run for my life , literally, and try not to fall over branches that are lying on the ground. And trying not to get hit by a that the snatchers are casting at us. I keep running and running and running, I feel like my legs can fall off my body at any moment, but I know that if I stop, I will be catched. I hear Ron grunt, I want to look back, but I know I shouldn't. So I keep running, running through the forest, avoiding the trees and the spells and the branches. Untill Hermione stops and I stop beside her. Harry is not to far behind us, Hermione throws a spell at Harry and he falls to the ground. Hermione jumps to him and takes of his glasses. "The Hallows exist. But he's only after one of them- the last one. He knows where it is. He's gonna have it by the end of the night. You-Know-Who's found the Elder Wand." I hear Harry tell Hermione. The snatchers have catched up to us and one is already holding me. "Let go off me!" I say, as I try to get out of his grip, but he is way stronger than me, and I am out of breath from the running. "I said let go off me!" I try again. But it is pointless. Another snatcher grabs Hermione and yet another has Ron. "Don't- don't touch her!" he says, trying to protect Hermione. So sweet how he protects her even when she is pissed at him. The snatcher that was holding onto Ron throws him to another one. "Leave him!" Hermione screams. "Your boyfriend'll get much worse than that." Hermione tries to get the snatcher to let go of her. "If he doens't learn to behave himself." the head snatcher says. "What happened to you, ugly?" he says turning to Harry. "No, not you." he tells the one holding Harry. "What's your name?" "Dudley. Vernon Dudley." Harry says. "Check it. And you, my lovely?" he turns to Hermione. "What do they call you?" "Penelope Clearwater, Half-Blood." she says. Then he turns to me. "And what is your name?" he asks, coming way to close to me for my liking. Almost touching my face with his, "Just stay with beautiful, and you will be fine." I say, feeling the urge to kick him in the balls. But holding back, before I get in more trouble. "Ah, I-" he starts but gets cut off by one of the other snatchers: "There's no Vernon Dudley on here." "Did you hear that, ugly? The list says you're lying. How come you don't want us to know who you are?" "The list's wrong. I told you who I am." Harry says. The head snatcher walks away from me and over to Harry. "Change of plans. We're not taking this lot to the Ministry." he says. And then the snatcher holding me starts to walk. Pushing me to follow the head snatcher. They take us to a huge house, it looks almost like a castle. We walk up the driveway, to a big black gate. On the other side of the gate stands Bellatrix Lestrage. The snatcher holds Harry up to the gate for her to see. Then I hear her whisper: "Get Draco." My heart stops beating. Draco? Draco is here? I try to act as normal as possible, but I can't help but feel so happy. Draco is here, I am going to see him, after months. The gate opens and the snatchers push us towards the front door of the manor. We are being pushed into the manor and lead to a room, where we wait for Draco. I see Lucius walk in, with a woman, I assume his wife, and Draco's mother. Then Draco walks in. He looks devastated, but then his eyes meet mine. And he stops walking. But starts again, just as fast, not to let anyone see we know each other. "Well?" Bellatrix asks Draco once he is standing in front of her with Harry beside her. She holds his head up by his hair. Is he going to rent us out agian? No he wouldn't not after everything we have been through together. Right? "I can't be sure." he says. I let out a breath, I didn't even notice I was holding. "Draco, look closely, son." Lucius says, walking up to him and grabbing his neck. Lucius looks even worse then he always did. "If we are the ones to hand Potter over to the Dark Lord, everything would be frogiven. A-all would be as it was, you understand?" he says, the head snatcher walks over to them and says "Now, we won't be forgetting who actually caught him, I hope, Mr. Malfoy." "You dare to talk to me like that in my own house!" Lucius screams, into Draco's ear. I can see that Draco is scared of his father. Even if I am looking at his back. I can see him shiver. I haven't been able to take my eyes off of him ever since I laid them on him, ever since he came in the room. Months I have been thinking about what it would be like to see him again. But this, this wasn't how I pictured it. Not being able to hug him, kiss him, or even talk to him, having to pretend I don't even know him. "Don't be shy sweetie, come over." Bellatrix takes Draco's hand and pulls him towards Harry, than pulls him to sit on his knees in front of Harry. "Now, if this isn't who we think it is, Draco, and we call him, he'll kill us all. We need to be absolutely sure." "What's wrong with his face?" Draco asks "Yes, what is wrong with his face?" Bellatrix repeats his question. "He came to us like that. Something he picked up in the forest, I reckon." the snatcher replies. "Or ran into a stinging jinx. Was it you, dearie?" Bellatrix says, pointing towards Hermione. "Give her my wand, we'll see what her last spell was." I look back at Draco, who is still sitting in front of Harry, only his mother is walking towards him, and taps him on his shoulder. I hear Bellatrix gasp. "What is that? Where'd you get that from?" she is looking at a snatcher who is holding the Sword of Gryffindor. "It was in her bag when we searched her." he says pointing to Hermione. "Reckon it's mine now." she trhows a spell at him and he flies over the stairs and down. Then she takes out the other snatchers and grabs the Sword. "Are you mad?" one of them asks her. "Go! Get out!" she screams and they all leave. "Cissy, put the boys and this girl in the cellar! I want to have a little conversation with this one. Girl to girl." and Peter Pettigrew walks up the stairs and takes us to a cellar. He throws us in and locks the door. Harry and Ron get up and walk back to the door. But I stay on the ground, not having the energy to do something. Draco is here, I saw him, he saw me.