Pretty little thing she was.
He stopped in mid steps as he took in her beauty, not watching the other snatchers struggling to hold her two friends.
And then, there was the smell. He smelt that smell before and unknowingly, he twirled the pink scarf around his fingers and inwardly smirked.
So this was the girl with the lovely smell.
"Name?" He asked harshly. The girl eyes showed fear, but why should she be afraid of him?
Oh, that's right. Snatchers.
He grinned.
"Penelope. Penelope Clearwater, Half-Blood."
"Fenrir, check the name on the list," He knew she was lying but where the fun in not watching her suffer?
He walked closer to her, breathing in the sweet smell of honey and vanilla as he stared deeply into her eyes. Her red haired friend was trying to break the grip the snatcher held on him as he wanted to protect the pretty little girl.
No. He thought.
Not girl, woman.
"What happened to you ugly?" He asked the black haired boy with broken glasses.
Fenrir glared at him and Scabior rolled his eyes.
"Not you, him."
"Looks like he's been stung," One of the snatchers said, laughing.
Scabior looked amused.
"Fenrir have you checked the names?"
"There is a Penelope Clearwater but none of these two," Fenrir replied. Scabior studied their prisoners closely, especially the stung boy.
He looked somehow, familiar.
"So why are you three not in Hogwarts? Thought it'll be funny to go camping did you?" Scabior asked.
"We've left." Penelope, no, the woman said.
Scabior snorted.
"Why are you not working?"
"I think we should take them to the Ministry Scabior, they've got a sword too!" The snatcher said gleefully.
"I don't think we should take them to the Ministry," He said after a pause.
They all turned to look at him as though he was mad.
"But, this could be the boy who lived! We could have Gaellons!"
"Oh shut up. It's not all about the money!" Scabior snarled. "We'll take them to Malfoy Manor."
There was a pause before a murmur of agreement could be heard from the snatchers.
"But," He said with a wicked glint in his eye as he took a step forward to Penelope.
"After I've had my fun with this girl,"
The snatchers laughed as her friends tried to break their grips and Penelope gulped in fear as he took her and was now under his control.
"We'll set up camp here, but don't let them lose," Scabior said darkly and the other snatchers nodded.
"Can we have some fun with her too?" Fenrir grinned, showing dirt between his yellow teeth as he leered at Penelope who trembled in fear.
"Maybe. So long we tell no one about it," He grinned and once again the snatchers laughed as Scabior took Penelope harshly by the arm and walked down the hill, far away where they could not be seen.
"Now, my lovely," He said. "Time to have some fun,"