A/N: Re-editing the chapters - tell me if you think they're better or worse aha.
Scabior reached out for Scarlett's arm and disapparated. They landed in a forest with tall stretching trees and uneven ground. Scarlett heard birds singing followed by three pops and a deafening crack of thunder. That was presumably Greyback. Scarlett tugged her arm from Scabior and took a look around. He smells good.
"What are we doing here?" Scarlett turned back to Scabior.
"Well, when Mudbloods and Blood Traitors run away, they try to avoid places with people. Bit simple, aren't ya?" Scabior gave her a condescending pat on the head which she returned with a scowl.
They walked for the rest of the day not coming across anyone. The only interesting bit was when they found a deer...
They trudged along, Scabior at the front with Greyback. They were arguing about something really stupid, like good looks, or leadership skills. Suddenly they came to a halt, Greyback's head raised. He inhaled.
"D'you smell that?" Greyback muttered.
Scabior sniffed the air and replied, "Yeah. And if you were wondering what it was, it's you." Laughter sounded from the others. Greyback slowly removed his jacket.
"Oh, no. Greyback, you've already had breakfast for fuck sakes!" Scabior moaned.
Scarlett stood staring at them both with a puzzled frown. Felix walked over to her and murmured, "Watch this."
Scarlett looked into the distance and saw nothing but a lone deer. Oh.
Greyback raced forward, it would be a wonder if his huge bulk ever caught up with the small animal. He shouted over his shoulder:
"Wait there!"
Scabior sighed and sat down on a rock, as if he knew what would happen. Scarlett, wanting to make a good impression, sat down next to him. She got out some papers and started to make a roll. Scabior watched her.
"Hey, can I 'ave one?" He said, leaning over. She smelt his breath on her cheek. Burnt wood, Spearmint and Nicotine.
"Sure." She reached into her bag and got another paper. They sat there smoking for two minutes. Occasionally Scarlett would catch him looking at her, she didn't mind though. He seemed nice enough. And he wasn't bad looking either. Bit of a good boy though. Shame.
It wasn't long before Nero said:
"Eurgh, Greyback. You've put me right off ketchup. Cheers."
Scarlett and Scabior glanced round to see a blood soaked Greyback with a triumphant grin on his face. He bent down, picked up his coat and kept walking. Scarlett saw X-ray shudder and walk at the back of the group, and wondered why he was even a Snatcher.
A couple of minutes later:
"Hey, wait a minute." Scarlett said. Everyone stopped to look at her. She walked over to Greyback. She removed her wand and pointed it at his throat. Greyback immediately caught a hold of her wrist, thinking it was a threat. He pulled her close and growled in her face.
"Hey, hey. I'm only gonna wash off the blood. It's really starting to smell." Greyback loosened his hold but didn't let go. He stared at her, his steely blue eyes penetrating her Tuscan green. Scarlett sighed and waved her wand, murmuring things which sounded like Aquarius. Soon enough he was clean again.
Scabior stared open mouthed at her, amazed at how a new Snatcher, who's also a woman, who's also only 5'7, managed to stand up to 6'8 of werewolf, just to tell him he smelt bad. Stifling giggles, the rest followed her across the uneven, grassy turf.
It was getting dark so Scabior suggested they pitch a tent for the night. One small tent was sitting to the side of a moderate sized fire, in which Scabior, Scarlett, Greyback, Felix, Nero and X-ray were happily sitting around chatting. They hadn't gone inside yet, so the topic of where people were going to sleep cropped up. They had been sleeping separately for a while but since a stupid stunt from Greyback got them burned down, they had to make do with one for the time being.
"I'll sleep in the far right hand corner." Scabior said.
"No way we're sleeping anywhere near Greyback. He snores." Nero complained. Felix grunted in agreement and X-ray just sat there twitching.
Greyback shot him a glare and returned to staring into the smoking embers of the flames, casting a wistful thought at his own filthy tent.
"I'll be sleepin' wiv Scarlett anyways." Scabior winked at the rest of them, they chuckled.
"Er, no. I bet you smell even worse than Greyback." Scarlett shot back with a grin. All of them but Scabior laughed.
They all decided to wait until they went to bed to decide who sleeps where.
It was another two hours before Scabior got to his feet, yawned, and then walked towards the tent. Inside was much larger, it had a small kitchen area complete with a sink and mini-fridge, and a centre with a couple of old armchairs. To the right were six beds, they were separated though. Four of them were next to the kitchen, and the other two were near the entrance flap.
"Right, let's do short straws. The one w-with the longest chooses where they sleep f-first." X-ray said fishing some sticks from his pocket. That kid was definitely a weird one.
Everyone picked a straw. The one with the longest was X-ray, no doubt. He went over to the group of four beds, dumped his coat and walked back over. He placed his drawn stick in his trouser pocket. The second one to choose was Nero, who went and sat with X-ray's coat. The next to choose was Fenrir who picked one of the two beds closest to the 'door'. Felix was next, he sat next to Nero. Then was Scabior, who with a slight smirk, went to sit over with Nero and Felix. X-ray giggled and walked off. Scarlett was left to sleep next to Greyback. Fucking great.
She went over and sat down with a thud on the bed opposite. Greyback, who was recently picking the blood out from under his nails, looked up and grinned.
"What?" She said looking at him. She noticed how under his coat, muscles bulged slightly. This was one werewolf you did not want to get on the wrong side of. Scarlett remembered seeing him once or twice when she was quite little when he was invited round for drinks but that had been before she had acquired her bad eye. It was almost certain that he didn't remember her now.
He continued to leer at her. He let his tongue run along his teeth before his eyes trailed down her body in a suggestive manner. Who the fuck does he think he is?
She suddenly became very angry, she stood up and pointed her wand at his forehead. In hindsight, this was probably one of her more less thought through actions. Greyback's face spread with fury. He leapt up and twisted both her hands behind her back. She unconsciously dropped her wand and swore. The other snatchers couldn't see them. He leant forward and whispered in her ear:
"I don't think you know who you're dealing with, girly." He nipped the shell of her ear playfully.
"You don't scare me, you overgrown dog." Scarlett spat out with venom.
He suddenly twisted her around, and in one fluent movement, she was facing him. His hands twisted in her hair, pulling her head backwards. The creamy expanse of her neck showed and his eyes glazed over. He trailed a clawed finger down her jaw and across her collarbone. She shivered.
"I don't scare you, huh? Are you sure about that?" he growled, leaning in and grazing his teeth across her neck. Scarlett tried struggling but he held her firmly. His leaned in to bite her but Scabior appeared round the corner at just the right time.
"Everything goin' al- Greyback, what the fuck are you doing? Put 'er down!" Scabior shouted walking over.
Scarlett was thrown back onto her own bed. She stared up at him in shock. He towered over her, his cruel smile full of malice.
"Hey, leave 'er alone. She's a newbie, you fuckin' idiot!" Scabior grabbed Fenrir by the arm and turned him to face him. Fenrir took Scabior's hand and wrenched it away. "We don't eat colleagues, you understand?" He slowly.
"Don't touch me. Not unless you want to become my next meal deal." He threatened.
Scabior looked slightly pissed off and walked back off, before he turned the corner, "No touchy, Greyback. I know what you're like with girls." Scabior grinned and switched the paraffin light in the middle of the room off.
Scarlett's breathing was returning to normal, but before she could fall asleep, she saw a dark figure looming over her. Her breath hitched slightly. Greyback placed one hand on her bed post, whilst the other came up to her neck.
"Scabior can't protect you forever, sweetheart. He may be the boss, but one bite in the night and he's dead." He trailed a claw down her cheek gently but to Scarlett is felt like a knife. He inhaled slowly.
"Mmmm, you smell delicious, Scarlett. Too bad Scabior's set his sights on you." He purred, his chest vibrating. Could this be true? "That shouldn't be much of a problem though." He grinned again and returned to his own bed.
Scarlett couldn't sleep all night, the nightmares plaguing her thoughts. The same one over and over again: she was running away from a wolf, feet pounding under her body as she willed herself to move faster. But she was never fast enough. And it all seemed real. Too real. The stars above her head were real. The wind against her skin was real. The teeth at her neck were real. The searing pain was real. Scabior arriving a second too late was real. The confused expression mingled with pain on his rugged featured was real.
Scarlett sat up in bed, covered in a thin sheen of sweat and panting. As she got her breathing under control, she glanced over at Greyback who was snoring loudly. She could see the bed sag under his weight. She swung her legs over the bed and walked outside. It was nearing the end of autumn now, and frost was scattered across leaves and moss. Scarlett found a fallen tree and sat on its huge trunk. A couple of minutes went by, she started to get colder. Soon enough, her teeth were chattering. She wouldn't, couldn't go back into that tent. Not with Greyback lying there.
Scarlett suddenly felt pathetic. She shouldn't be scared of that overgrown mutt. She sighed and fixed her gaze on a brown rabbit which was scurrying across the cold ground. She heard footsteps behind her and turned to her head to see Scabior. He sat down next to her and put an arm around her shoulders. She wriggled at first, but soon found his body temperature soothing and leant her head on his shoulder.
"What went on wiv you an' Greyback earlier?" he questioned.
Scarlett shrugged his arm off, "I'd rather not talk about it." She didn't want him to know that the daughter of a well known Death Eater was scared of a Snatcher. Well, she didn't even want him to know she was the daughter of a Death Eater. He took her chin firmly in his hand and pulled her close. He parted his lips but didn't kiss her. He just held her there, his eyes intent upon hers.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Scarlett asked.
"Well, I was tryin' to be friendly. But I guess that's not what ya want, is it?" he snapped.
"Sorry. I just don't like people touching me." She stood up. Scabior got up and caught her arm. He leaned in and whispered in her ear:
"Really? Coz you looked pretty cosy wiv old Greyback in there." She squirmed but he took her other arm and leaned in further.
"G-get off me." Scarlett tried to say. The words stuck in her dry throat. She couldn't deal with him being so close, the lack of personal space making her heart accelerate again.
"Are you sure there ain't nothing else I can 'elp you wiv?" He trailed a finger down her side, she repressed a shudder.
"No." She fought her way out of his arms and stalked back to the tent. Scabior smirked, lit a cigarette and sat down again.
Soon after Scarlett fell asleep, she was being shaken. Scarlett's weary eyes fluttered open to see Nero looking down at her.
"Come on, it's breakfast time." He looked at her, then Greyback.
She sat up and asked him whether he was going to wake him or not.
Nero looked at her and then back at Greyback.
"Er, Greyback, it's time for brekky." Greyback didn't move.
"Come on, you big oaf!" Nero shook Greyback's shoulder.
Greyback sat up quickly and roared at Nero who jumped back three feet. He then looked at Scarlett and grinned.
Outside she found Felix and X-ray cooking some bacon over a fire whilst Scabior lay on the ground snoring. Lazy git. She sat down next to Felix and watched the steady rise and fall of his chest as he spoke. Scarlett didn't feel like any food, not without it coming straight back up again. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a rollie she had made earlier and lit it. She let out a plume of grey smoke upwards and sighed. Nicotine swept through her veins, calming her instantly.
"Scabior." She called, flicking some ash over his face. His eyebrows twitched and he rolled over and got up.
"What d'ya do that for, eh? I'm tryna get some kip 'ere." Scabior yawned and ran his hands through his tangled hair.
"Are we doing anything special today?" Scarlett wondered if Snatching was just walking through the forest and returning people they found to the Ministry.
"Naah, we're just on the hunt for Potter and 'is friends." Scabior gave her a serious look.
A/N: Second chapter, here it is! Constructive criticism would be amazing, thanks ;)