A/N: Scabior gets lost in the forest. slight Scapple dedicated to Dragon MoonX
Submission for:
The Treasure Hunt: Write about someone getting lost.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Scabior clutched the scarf around his neck a bit tighter to protect him from the chill as he walked through the dense forest. Somehow he had gotten separated from the others after he had stopped to relieve himself on a tree. But he wasn't worried or scared. He was used to the darkness and he could find them whenever he felt like with a wave of his wand. However, he found he quite enjoyed the forest without Demetri's mumbling and the stench that lingered around Greyback's body.
There was a grumble from nearby, causing him to stop. He drew his wand and held it before him. Was that some animal near him?
The sound came again and it took him a few seconds before he realized it was coming from his own stomach. He rubbed it pensively. Maybe he should find the others. They must have set up camp by now.
"Ah!" he screamed, as he walked right into the trunk of a thick tree. He rubbed his forehead, internally cursing the tree's existence before he paused. High among the branches, he saw a few dark circles. Apples!
"Lumos," he muttered before he aimed his wand above him, letting the light reflect off their sides. Definitely apples.
With a few well-aimed slashing curses, he was soon surrounded in a bounty of fruit. Scabior dropped to the ground, leaning against the base of the tree and praising its worth. He took a bite and swallowed the crunchy goodness. Being lost in the forest definitely wasn't that bad.
