I always wondered what happened before the final book of Harry Potter and here is what I think had happened.
Charity Burbage was just finished doing her laundry, when she heard a knock on the front door. It felt like a heavy punch in her belly. After her letter to ministry she had gotten a lot of threats from angry and offended people.
"Who's there?" she asked through the door scared. Nobody answered. Instead the person on the other side knocked again.
"Who are you? Please tell me!" And again nobody answered. She got her wand out of her sleeve and pointed it towards the door. From the other side she heard the dark voice of a man saying: "Alohomora!" The door lock clicked and the door opened slowly. She was so scared that she couldn't move.
Two men were standing on her threshold. The one was very tall with black hair and a dirty beard, the other one was rather small with a face that looked like a ferret.
"Who are you?" she asked again and her voice started to quaver.
"Are you Charity Burbage, teacher at the Hogwarts School for witchcraft and wizardry?" This must be because of my article, she thought and nodded slightly.
"You're under arrest. You're accused of defamation on the dark lord. Come with us." She was shocked. She thought that she would probably get in trouble, but being accused of defamation?
"No!" It was everything what she was able to say and she stepped back until her foot nudged the back wall of her hall way. The two men were looking at each other.
"Come with now, or we have to force you and it won't reflect very well on your current situation." She shook her head and prepared for a fight.
"Then I have no other choice. Stupify!" She made a quick move with her wand.
"Protego!" A invisible shield appeared between her and the two men. She turned around and left her hall way through the door to her living room and then she ran through her back door. In a small bag next to her door, she kept almost all the things she'd need on the run. Just a few meters, she thought, just a few meters then you can disapparate. The door behind her banged open and she heard footsteps on the lawn.
She jumped over the fence and turned around. Her house and the two strange men blurred and disappeared. After a few moments the uncomfortable feeling vanished and she found herself in the city of London, not far away from the leaky cauldron. A red bus drove down the Charring-Cross-Road and covered her view to the other side of the street for just a few seconds. When she looked again she saw the two men again.
No, no, no, she thought and tried to disapparate, but something blicked her from doing it. It felt like trying to move through pudding. Before she could think of anything else to do, one of the men grabbed her arm and disarmed her.
"Are you from the ministry?" she asked and tried to free her from the man.
"No, no, sweetheart, we're not from the ministry. You might have seen me before." He pulled back his hood. Charity saw his face and then she noticed who he was. Dolohov began to smile a very dangerous and evil smile. He wasn't wearing a death eater cloak or a mask.
"Stupify!" A red flash blocked her view and she lost her consciousness.
She woke up from the counter spell of the curse. There were three men standing in front of her. After her eyes got used to the dim light, she felt that her hand were tied together and she was lying on a very hard surface.
"Wake up, Professor", an unfamiliar male voice said and poked her, also tied, feet. The other two men grabbed her upper arms and pulled her in a sitting position.
"What are you doing with me? Where am I?" She was so scared that she almost cried, but she was able to swallow her tears.
"You're at the Malfoy's manor and, to you first question, the dark lord allowed us to have some fun with you."
Ah, I love cliff-hangers. I hope I can update as soon as possible.