Snatcher's Library

Disclaimer: if I was JK Rowling and owned these characters Scabior would have his own book series by now. But since I'm not her all I can do is write this lovely little fanfiction instead.

Written for the Favorite Character Boot Camp challenge

A/N: I accepted a writing challenge where I was given fifty prompts that I'm to use to write fifty different drabbles, oneshots or short stories about my favorite Harry Potter character. Each chapter will contain a different prompt. So this is going to go on for quite a while and I will be loving every minute of it.

Hope you like it. Please review and let me know what you think.

Prompt 1 - apple

There were many reasons why Scabior loved apples. The first one being that he enjoyed having a warm bowl of rice pudding with sliced apples in it for breakfast. Especially on cold mornings in the woods when he needed something hot and filling to warm his insides before leaving to track down muggleborns.

Another reason was apple cider. Hard apple cider. Scabior loved the way the sweetness and spices blended together to create a strong yet smooth intoxicating beverage. And when warmed a little it was the perfect treat before bedtime. Just a little something to calm his nerves after listening to the captured muggleborns crying, screaming and begging him not to turn them over to the ministry.

Of course there were also times when Scabior had a little too much apple cider. And not always at bedtime. There were times he drank too much and passed out long before he reached his bed.

One evening after he consumed a particularly large amount of apple cider Scabior couldn't make it to bed and collapsed just as he was walking into his tent. He ended up sleeping where he fell with the lower half of his legs and feet sticking out from under the tent flap as he lay on his back snoring loudly.

Scabior decided one morning that he'd grown tired of keeping camp in the same location. They'd been camped out by the river for nearly a month and Scabior needed a change of scenery. So he ordered his men to pack up their belongings and get ready to leave. It was time to search for a new area to make camp.

While searching for a new place to camp, Scabior came across a wide clearing in the forest dotted with a handful of trees here and there. There was enough open space between the tree for him and all his men to make camp.

But the amount of space available to them wasn't all that made the area so appealing to him. It was spring and Scabior recognized the pink blossoms on the trees that dotted the clearing. These were apple trees in full bloom, their beautiful blossoms attracting bees and humming birds that were drawn in by the fragrant flowers.

Each delicate flower was gently caressed by the fresh spring air, perfuming the area with their aroma. Scabior smiled as he inhaled the sweet smell then announced to the others in his group that he'd found a new place for them to stay.

There would soon be enough apples here to keep Scabior happy for a long time. He could roast them over the campfire, enjoy a bowl of fresh applesauce and even make apple pancakes.

Scabior loved it here and knew that this little apple grove would be his new home for a very long time.