Chapter 10

Here's chapter 10 I hope you like it. Thank you for your reviews I love you guys. I don't own anything except Dalia, enjoy.

Dalia's eyes fluttered open. She smiled as she remembered the better half of last night. Dalia turned her head, expecting Scabior to be next to her. Instead there was nothing but sheets. "Where is he?" Dalia yawned and stretched. Her question was answered when Scabior said, "Good morning sleepy head. How was your sleep?" Dalia turned her head. Scabior was sat at his desk with his legs hanging over the corner.

"Fine, good actually." Dalia rubbed her eyes. The harsh sunlight from the winter sky shone though the light-coloured fabric of the tent. "Listen you might want to get back into your tent quickly before anyone comes outside. If they see you come out of my tent it sort of, suggests things. You don't want them to think that we're fuck buddies, you'll never hear the end of it. Plus Greyback might get a bit jealous and you do not want to provoke him near full moon time, trust me." Scabior said whilst picking his nails with a knife.

"Yeah thanks." Dalia stood up and walked towards the tent entrance. She peeled back the fabric and peeked outside to make sure that no one was around. The coast was clear and Dalia sprinted over to her tent. Thankfully it was the closest to Scabior's.

Dalia chucked some clothes on and pulled on her converse. She walked into her bathroom and splashed her face with water. After drying her face with a towel and putting her hair into a fish-tale plat Dalia stared into the mirror. For the first time in her time being in the forest a smile covered her lips. As Dalia applied her mascara and eyeliner she realised that the dark circles surrounding her eyes had become lighter and decreased in size.

After Dalia had finished she grabbed her wand and walked outside with a small smile on her face. Dalia sat down at her usual place next to Scabior. "Why are you so happy?" Scabior obviously noticed the smile on her lips. Dalia looked down at her nails she could feel her cheeks reddening. "No reason."

Dalia noticed that the bruise on Jason's face had got worse overnight. The cut had been badly healed by some sort of spell and it was surrounded by black and purple. Greyback seemed to be oblivious as to what had happened to him. Jack had probably cast a memory charm on him. Dalia thought that it was probably best not to bring it up.

Although her mind was at rest, memories of her dream early last night still played at in the back of her head. She did her best to ignore it but ever so often her parent's heartless faces appeared from nowhere.

They managed to eat breakfast without being interrupted by the taboo. The morning mostly consisted of trekking around the forest searching for people.

In mid-afternoon they approached a small village. There were several small shops and houses that surrounded a large square. It was filled with gardens and flowers. A few stone paths led up to the centre of the square. There was a fountain that had frozen over from the harsh winter climate.

As they walked though the town they got some strange looks from people walking past. They were mostly aimed at Greyback and Scabior. Scabior's taste in clothing and Greyback's beastly appearance certainly got some attention.

There was a small pub at the end of the street and Scabior let everyone take a break and get something to eat and drink. The pub was pretty full. About fifteen men were surrounding a small TV staring at it intently. Occasionally you would hear barks of joy and laughter or sometimes you would hear annoyed grunts of disappointment and disapproval.

Dalia just got some water whereas Scabior and everyone else enjoyed a bottle of firewhisky. Dalia was sat at a table alone that was until Scabior sat opposite her making her snap out a daydream.

"Why are you being so nice?" Dalia questioned. "I mean you helped me last night and-" Dalia was interrupted. "It doesn't happen often, believe me. And besides I certainly don't mind having a beautiful young woman keeping me company." Scabior's signature smirk appeared on his face. Dalia rolled her eyes and took another mouth full of her water.

No one spoke for the next ten minutes. They were silenced by their own thoughts. The men watching the TV had dispersed. Most of them had left but a few had stayed behind to have a drink with their friends discussing the results of the football match.

The silence was broken when Scabior ordered everyone to finish their drinks so they could get moving. Just as Dalia was getting up to leave something caught her eye. She turned to face it and saw a ginger haired boy stood at the opposite end of the pub. He had come down the stairs after presumably spending the night there.

There was something familiar about him but she couldn't remember what. Scabior noticed that Dalia's eyes were fixed on something. He followed her gaze and his eyes landed on the same person. The boy noticed that they were staring at him. His eyes flickered down to the red cloth tied around Dalia left arm. They grew wide in realisation and shock.

He looked around in the hope to find another exit other than the front door that was blocked by Jack and Greyback. Dalia knew he was on the wanted list. She could tell by his body language. Dalia brushed her fingers lightly over her wand and edged closer to him. The boy was becoming increasingly nervous.

He pulled out a black/navy blue rock that had a slight shine to it in the light. Before Dalia could even think what it was the whole room was filled with a dense black smoke. Her lungs stung as she breathed in the smoke. "What the hell was that?" Scabior said as the smoke thinned. Dalia was coughing just as much as everyone else in the pub was. She pointed at the door with her free hand, the other was covering her mouth and wiping her watery eyes. The ginger boy had vanished.

Scabior raced to the door and pushed Jack through it resulting in him almost face-planting the concrete pavement. Dalia came out close behind still coughing slightly. "He's there!" Greyback roared as he began to run after him. Everyone quickly followed as they raced towards the boy. "Oh I hate it when they run! Why do they do it anyway? They know that they're going to get caught. It's just a waste of time!" Dalia thought as she chased after the boy.

The sky had clouded over the sun and it looked like it was going to rain. A couple of people dodged out of the way as they whipped past them. They were getting closer now. It was only a matter of time until the boy would slip up and be caught.

They had turned into a narrow street filled with derelict buildings. Some windows were smashed and doors were kicked in. It was the complete opposite to the street which the pub was on. It reminded Dalia of the dramatic contrast between Diagon alley and Knockturn alley. Although recently Diagon alley was becoming more and more deserted and bleak as the days past.

Scabior shot a spell at the boy resulting in him tripping over his own feet and landing flat on his face. He groaned and staggered to his feet. This gave them a chance to surround him. He slowly turned around taking in everyone's tired expressions. "He looks familiar." Nick announced.

Dalia nodded her head. "Yeah he does. I remember him form Hogwarts. I think he is friends with Potter, the ginger one. Ron Weasley is his name." A large smile formed on everyone's faces. "Hey we've caught one of Potters friends!" Jack shouted.

Dalia turned to him and said, "No shit Sherlock." Everyone was too happy to realize that the boy still had his wand in his right hand. As Jonny and Jason went in to restrain him he suddenly whipped out his wand. Jason's wand flew out of his hand and into Weasley's. Jonny was hit by a stunning spell and fell unconscious to the floor.

He was so quick Dalia had to blink twice to realize what was happening. Weasley turned to face Dalia and shot another spell. Dalia produced a shield charm with less than a second to spare. However the sudden movement knocked her off balance and she fell on the floor. "Shit! He's not as dumb as he looks!"

Scabior shot numerous spells at the boy. Apart from Dalia he was far more skilled with the wand than all of his men put together. Dalia joined in but the boy was good. He managed to deflect two spells at once giving him the opportunity to disapparate.

A loud crack sounded and he was gone. Scabior was enraged. He shouted numerous swear words and spells at a building. The windows smashed and hundreds of pieces of glass litter the floor. Dalia held her arms over her head to try to protect herself. Suddenly the building burst into flames and Dalia stepped back to get away from the flames. Jonny had regained consciousness and staggered backwards in confusion.

Scabior turned around. Murder was present in his eyes. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!" he screamed. Dalia jumped backwards. His voice echoed throughout the narrow street. A few droplets of rain fell onto the floor. Dalia looked up at the sky. It was now completely covered in clouds. "How can a little kid escape from eight men?" Scabior walked up and down scanning everyone from head to toe.

"Who is he calling a man?" Dalia avoided his gaze as he glared at her. The rain was coming down hard now and Dalia was soaked to the skin in a matter of seconds. Sirens could be heard in the distance. Dalia turned to the source of the sound and saw a large truck with flashing lights coming towards them. The fire was spreading to the neighbouring buildings.

"Now we will not stop until we snatch enough people worth a week's work do you understand me?" Scabior instructed. Dalia sighed, "I'm going to be dead by the time today is over." The flashing truck was coming closer so Scabior told everyone where to apparate to before he vanished.

There were a few grunts of disappointment before six loud cracks sounded. Dalia was last to disapparate. She tucked her fallen hair behind her ears and glanced over to the people coming out of the vehicles before she felt the familiar pull on her stomach.

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