Julia fell, face first onto the forest floor. A twig poked her in the eye and she tried to lift herself up with her arms with a groan. As soon as her senses returned the first thing she heard was Lola's loud scream. "Get your arms off me you filthy ANIMAL!" Julia could hear a struggle and she looked up at Lola who was still screaming, in the arms of Fenrir Greyback. "Let her go!" Julia was on her feet before she knew it, grabbing on to Lola's arm. Lola kicked Greyback right where it hurts, making him bend over in pain with a howl. He let go of Lola straight away and Julia pulled her off him and they started running.

Seconds into the run, somebody grabbed Julia from behind, yanking her away from Lola who was still running. But, of course she wasn't going to get far. Before Julia could even give her holder a good kick, Manon gave Lola a good ole' rugby tackle to the ground. Lola faceplanted right into the leaves and it would have been comical if the situation weren't so serious.

However girly and blonde Lola may be, if there's one thing that can be said about her, it's that she can scream like nothing else. She let out some ear-piercing screams that even Julia winced at before Manon slapped a hand over her mouth, "Shut up you stupid blonde!" He pulled her to her feet as Lola kicked with such determination and fierceness that Julia didn't know her co-worker ever had.

Julia glanced down at her holder and in shock she realised it wasn't Scabior and it surely wasn't Greyback (who was still hunched over in pain), it was a man Julia had never seen before but how? There were only Greyback, Scabior and Manon that had come with them? The Julia's eyes widened, of course she hadn't seen him before, look where they were! It was their camp.

They were standing in the middle of a small campsite in the middle of a clearing in a woods. They're were tents all around them, about 6 or 7 and a large space in the middle which occupied some logs and what looked like a burnt out fire. There were more of these thugs here, oh how lucky.

"Where'll we put 'em?" The man holding Julia grunted and Scabior stepped in front of him and into one of the small beige coloured tents, "In 'ere."

They stepped in behind him, Lola still screaming under Manon's hand and Julia seemingly unable to move under her holders grip. The tent, as Julia had thought, was not actually small at all. Like most wizard tents it was magically expanded in the interior. The tent was large and open planned, consisting of two rooms, one which was up a step at the back with a couple of bunk beds and the other just a main space with a pole up supporting the tent in the middle.

The man shoved Julia onto the ground beside the pole tied Julia's hands behind it. Manon did the same to Lola but Lola put up a bit more fight. "You won't get away with this you filthy thugs, you won't!"

"Lemme do it Manon." Scabior stood in Manon's place, tying Lola's hands to the pole, tight. "We..." He bent his knees and sat on his heels, looking Lola in the eye, "...are called Snatcher's, not thugs."

Lola stared at him coldly and when he was about to stand up she spoke, "The Ministry of Magic won't let you get away with this you know. Scrimgeour will stop this."

Scabior looked at her again, the slightest tilt of a smile on his lips as he put his face closer to Lola's, "Well, d'you know what Blondie? Scrimgeour 's dead."

Julia saw Lola's jaw drop beside her and Julia inhaled a sharp intake of breath, no. Scabior looked at Julia for a second at her reaction and then back at Lola, and then he stood up with the others and left the tent and the door closed magically behind them.

A moment of silence followed in the tent and Julia could see that Lola's mouth was still open. Another moment passed until Lola spoke. "Oh my Merlin."

Julia didn't reply and Lola said it again louder. "I know Lola..."

"No names!" Lola hissed and Julia nodded quickly, "Sorry."

"What are we going to do? Scrimgeour is dead..."

"Maybe they're lying?" Julia said, trying to hide the doubt in her voice. "He didn't sound too uncertain to me." Lola replied. Julia thought for a moment then tried to look over at Lola, "What did they call him again, Scabior?"

"I think so..."

"I wonder where we are." Julia muttered.

Lola jumped as if she only noticed this now, "What if we're not even in England!"

"We'd have to be, why would they be anywhere else?"

"We could be in Canada or something! We'll never escape!"

"Why would they be in Canada? The Ministry of Magic is in London." Julia said in her most persuasive tone, trying to calm Lola down. "But w-"

Lola's 'what if' was silenced when Greyback walked swiftly into the tent, followed by Scabior. It all happened so quickly and the girls weren't prepared as Greyback walked straight over to Lola and pulled her from the pole, ripping the ties around her hands which such immense force, he was angry. Lola started screaming, out of pain and fear before Greyback covered her mouth.

"Let her go!" Julia tried to release her hands but Greyback ignored her, "I'll give you something to scream about Blondie." He spoke into Lola's ear and she's tried with all her strength to wriggle away , "Don't like it when girls kick...and I'm gonna find out your name no matter how hard you kick."

He walked towards the door and just before he left Lola managed to bite his hand and loosen his grip and she shouted in pure terror, "Julia help!"

Julia froze as the door flapped shut behind them, Scabior was still there. He walked so very slowly over to her, Julia didn't look up but she could see his boots talking each striding step. Her bent down like he had to Lola and he sat there for a while and Julia still looked at the door begging inside her head. She knew it wasn't Lola's fault, she was petrified, please don't let him have heard the name Julia.

"Well then Beau'iful..."

Julia closed her eyes tight before turning her head to him. She bit her lip to stop it trembling and she opened her eyes to him. Piece's of Scabior's hair framed his face and his eyes who were spilling right into to hers, "...Julia."