Wow, more reviews that I thought this soon! I just figured I'd add a chapter or two right away, maybe just to move the story along and get people interested!

Um, just some basic information on our two main characters that could be useful:

Scabior- Snatcher. In the book, and movie, he was one of the Snatchers that caught Harry, Ron, and Hermione and brought them to Malfoy Manor. Excellent tracker, sort of the leader of the group. 22 years old. Previously in Slytherin. Also kind of attractive ;)

Allita-Previously worked for the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, in the Beast Division. 21 years old. Was in Ravenclaw house. Now on the run from the Ministry for dueling Death Eaters at the Ministry.

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Chapter 2-Harry Bloody Potter

SCABIOR POV

"Bloody hell, what happened back there?" Briggs asked as we all walked through the woods, trying to find a good spot to set up camp while occasionally casting a charm or two to sense the presence of anyone near us.

"Don't know, do I?" I answered, slightly irritated at hearing the question again.

"Well we know that wasn't Runcorn, don't we?" Hem said with a shrug.

"Who?" Aaron asked, confused. But I stopped to stare at Hem.

"That was Runcorn?" I asked, slightly surprised.

"Yeah, he's sent a few jobs our way. Blighter's probably on a few lists," Hem said, shaking his head.

"Well who would have the balls to polyjuice him? You'd have to be a complete idiot to try an pull something like that," Briggs commented.

"Well, let's think about this," Aaron began, skipping slightly ahead of us and turning around. "Who would be stupid enough to try and break into the Ministry?" he quirked an eyebrow.

"It's gotta be one of them Order members," Briggs said, nodding his head. "Yeah, they'd be all over trying to raise morale by settin' loose a few mudbloods."

"Or it could be Harry Potter," Aaron said seriously. We all just stared at him for a moment before bursting out laughing.

"Seriously?" I asked as I laughed. "That's got to be one of the stupidest things I ever heard. Harry bloody Potter breaking into the Ministry of Magic? No fucking way," I said as I threw my head back and laughed.

Aaron scowled at the three of us. "I am bloody serious!" he yelled as our laughter slightly settled down. "Who else would want to break in?"

"Well, in case you hadn't noticed mate, not too many people are happy with the Ministry at the moment," I said, as if speaking to a small child.

"Besides, what would Harry Potter gain by breaking out some mudbloods? He's been in hiding this long, no way he'd risk getting caught now," Hem added. I nodded. If the most wanted wizard in the world managed to stay this long without being caught, going to the Ministry would be the biggest mistake he could possibly make-no matter what his reasons.

"Well still, I wish we had gotten our hands on him. If we were the ones who had brought in the bloke who polyjuiced Runcorn we'd be made," Aaron said.

"Not likely. You saw Yaxley jump into that fireplace. They're probably already half way to Azkaban by now-and no way they're letting this one out. Probably obliviated everyone in there," I said with a slight frown. Hopefully Pidge got away though. I'd be no fun chasing her if she wasn't on the run-and she seemed like a fun one to chase.

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ALLY POV

"What?"

"What do you mean what?" I asked, throwing my hands up in the air. "What isn't there to understand Lottie? I just stunned two Death Eaters in the middle of the Ministry of Magic during a muggleborn break out!" I yelled, completely hysterical.

"And you came here?" she asked, her eyes growing wide as she finally seemed to grasp what I was saying. Granted, the first time I tried to explain what happened I was talking so fast I was barely breathing.

I gasped, my hands flying up to cover my mouth. "Oh no! Oh my God, I'm so sorry! I can't believe I came here!" I yelled, my heart practically stopping. Not only did I just put my name on the rapidly growing wanted list, but I also just lead them straight to my best friend who has nothing to do with anything. "I'll leave right now! I'm so sorry Lottie!" I said again, quickly making my way to the door to apparate the hell out of here.

"Are you kidding me," Lottie said grabbing onto my arm. "I can't let you go by yourself. I'm coming with you," she said quickly.

"No. No way. What about your family?" I asked, watching as she gathered her things in a small back after she quickly charmed it to expand.

"My family left yesterday. I was going to stay and work as long as I thought it was safe. They'll understand," she said easily, hurrying into the kitchen.

"You're crazy," I told her, completely flabbergasted.

"Yeah, well you're the idiot who couldn't just stand aside and let everybody do whatever they wanted," she muttered as she darted past me and into her bedroom. "I know you have some secret love for dueling and other completely senseless things, but someday you're going to have to learn to control yourself Ally," she said loudly as I rolled my eyes.

"Do you have a tent or something we could stay in?" I asked hopefully.

"Why would we need a tent?" she called, confused.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Well we're not going to be staying in any hotels anytime soon," I told her, shaking my head.

"Right," she said with a frown as she came out of her room. "I've got one in the closet-the one we used for the World Cup in Germany last year," she said. "Do you think we'll need anything else?" she asked as she disappeared down the hall.

"No. But are you sure you want to come?" I asked, giving her one last chance to back out now. I definitely wouldn't blame her.

"The second you hexed those asshole Slytherins in our first year, you should've known it would've been hard to get rid of me," she said, shaking her head at me as she came back in the room, her huge purse looped over her shoulder. "Come on, I know the perfect place. It's just outside of Hogsmeade so I we can sneak over and get some food every once in a while," she told me, leading the way out the door.

"Don't you think Snatchers would be swarming that place looking for truants?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Do we look like truants, Ally?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

I rolled my eyes. "You know what I mean. The place will be filled with Snatchers," I told her certainly.

"Of course it will be. But Hogsmeade is filled with allies; how else are all the kids getting out of Hogwarts without being seen?" she said. And I had to admit, she had a fair point. Plus, if we run into any kids, maybe we can at least help them get out of site of the castle. "Besides," Lottie added as we stepped outside. "I'm sure you remember that super hot waiter at The Three Broomsticks," she said with a smirk before grabbing onto my arm and apparating.

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ONE WEEK LATER

"Hey Lottie, tomorrow I think might be a good day to go down by the river and wash…Lottie?" I asked again, peaking out of the tent only to spot my friend standing at the edge of our protective charms and staring out into the trees. I stood up and walked over slowly, pulling out my wand as I came to a stop beside her. "What's going on?" I asked, staring into the silent forest, searching for whatever she was looking at.

"I thought I heard something," she said, her eyes not straying from the spot in the distance she was focused on.

"What do you-"

"There," she interrupted, just as a muffled sound broke the silence.

"It sounded kind of like a scream, yeah?" I asked, my eyes raking over every bush and every stump, trying to find the source of the noise even though I knew it sounded too far away to actually be seen.

"Should we check it out?" Lottie asked quietly, and by the slight quiver in her voice I knew she was scared of leaving the enchantments.

We both flinched as we heard the sound again. This time closer, louder.

"I think we should," I told her quietly, trying to fight the tug at the corner of my lips, and the tingling in the tips of my fingers. Finally, some action.

Lottie nodded and took the first step forward, I followed as our tent disappeared behind us-and it wouldn't reappear until one of the two of us cast the counter-enchantment. "You go that way?" I asked, wanting to check if she was comfortable splitting up and not just jump into it. She nodded, not saying anything as she disappeared from view to circle around the noise.

I crept low through the trees, closer and closer to the noise we heard earlier. As it got louder it was joined with other voices. Sounds of laughter and more screams and moans of pain.

Finally, the source of the noise was visible. A group of people were in a small clearing-the majority Snatchers, judging by the red bands on their arms. "Come on, all we want's a name darling," one of them said, holding his wand to the throat of a young girl who was trembling so much her ponytail was about to fall out.

"Come on girlie, can't be that hard to give us a name," a woman with wild red hair hissed, getting up close to the girl's face. "Wouldn't want your boyfriend to get hurt again, would we?" she sneered, jerking her head in the direction of a boy who looked barely of age, laying on the ground surrounded by three Snatchers, all of their wands directed at him.

Shit, shit, shit. Two verses five? We're screwed.

Suddenly, another scream pierced the air. "Oi! Look what we've got!" a man yelled as he and another man dragged Lottie out from behind a tree. I gasped, my eyes wide as she struggled and they pulled her by the hair. I grasped my wand tighter.

"Ah, another friend of yours sweetie?" the woman asked the girl with a sickly sweet smile. "Let's welcome her to the group," she said, turning to face Lottie as her hair was yanked back so she was forced to look up, a wand at her throat. "Cru-"

"Expelliarmus!" I yelled, sending the woman's wand flying out her hand. No way in hell am I just going to sit back and watch her use an Unforgivable on my best friend. "Sinistra!" I yelled, pointing at the tree behind the two men holding the girl I didn't know. The roots of the tree snapped up and wrapped tightly around the men, pulling their feet right out from under them as the girl screamed and took a few quick steps away as they were dragged toward the tree, struggling to release themselves.

"Carlatum!" a man yelled, and I instantly keeled over, gasping for breath as an unknown forced pushed against my windpipe. Before I could stand straight again my arms and legs snapped together and I fell to my side, completely frozen and staring straight up at the sky. I couldn't do anything I was bound and dragged to a campsite, listening with unease as the group of Snatchers decided to wait until tomorrow to turn us in. After all, they hadn't had any kind of company in such a long a time. They needed something to take their anger out on.

Alright, hopefully I'll have something tomorrow! Which means some SCABIOR! Woot! Thanks for the reviews! I really wasn't expecting to get that many so soon!

Sorry this chapter was a bit blah, but I just needed to get to the next chapter to get the ball rolling.

P.S. Scabior and his Snatchers-and the other Snatchers have SUPER thick English accents (That's how they're portrayed in the book). I'm just too lazy to write in accents, just so you know!

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