AN- Whoa. Great responses guys! Alright, here we go- The Ministry. But first, let me introduce someone to you. I have made many friends on here, all of them absolutely phenomenal, but one of them was kind enough to use me in her own story as an OC- and that person's penname is .Slytherin.731. She is absolutely awesome, and if you like Glee and Harry Potter check her out! As payment, I based Victoria (look below) off of her. Check her out, and send her some reviews, eh? I love all my friends, but I need to send her a shout out. More shoutouts to come, perhaps!

"Come on Boy," Scabior growled in Dominic's ear. "Shame- you could have been one of us had it not been for that dirty blood of yours!" Dominic, struggling against the strong grasp of the Snatcher, glared at him and spat in his face. Scabior looked down at him in shock, wiping off his dirty face.

"You're pathetic," he said darkly. "I will never be like you, ever!" Scabior grabbed Dominic's throat and slammed him into the stone wall. Dominic made a face of pain as the back of his skull cracked against the stone. Scabior pressed his face into Dominic's, breathing heavily.

"You're dead Boy," he hissed, poking his side with the wand he had clenched in his hand. "Within the hour, you're dead!" He grabbed his collar again and started dragging Dominic down the hallway. Dominic thought desperately of all the ways he could try to escape, but none of them would work.

"In here Boss," Greyback wheezed, snarling at Dominic. Dominic flipped his shaggy blonde hair out of his eyes and winced as Greyback tied his arms behind his back with a chain. The old metal cut into his slender wrists. Dominic could feel the blood dripping down his hands.

"Excellent!" Scabior laughed. "In you go, Boy." He thrust Dominic into a new hallway- this one was long and narrow, with rows of wooden chairs. Dominic looked around carefully, taking it all in. All around him were more Muggleborns, just like him- some were filthy after going into hiding. He could see several Hogwarts robes, and some were only young- eleven at most.

"Sit here boy!" He demanded. He thrust Dominic into the seat right beside the heavy, iron doors and uncuffed his wrists. Dominic wrenched one hand free and managed to punch Scabior in the nose, making him yelp and jump backwards, covering the blood. Greyback slapped Dominic across the face so hard his head collided with the back of the chair, opening another wound.

"Try that again and we will definitely see to it you die," he growled. Dominic winced in pain as a throbbing in his cheek started and the back of his head pounded.

"Merlin above these damn Mudbloods," Scabior muttered, shaking his fist at Dominic. Dominic made a face back and smirked.

"I guess you could say we fight dirty," he snorted. Scabior narrowed his grey eyes and shook his head, locking Dominic's wrists into the old cuffs on the seats. Dominic bit the inside of his cheek as the weathered metal opened up new wounds on his wrists.

"Sit tight, and if you try to escape you are dead meat," Scabior snarled. His grey eyes flickered over to the girl sitting beside Dominic and he winked.

"Hello Gorgeous," he purred. He extended a hand and tickled under her chin. "Don't you worry- Scabby here isn't going to lay a hand on you, my sweet." He winked before strutting down the hallway, Greyback following close behind.

"What a pervert," the girl muttered. Dominic nodded in agreement, watching Scabior give all the girls the same treatment.

"He's after my sister," he said sourly. "That's why I'm going first. I'm the bait." The girl looked over at him, and it was then that Dominic got his first look at her. She had on Hogwarts robes- Gryffindor, by the looks of it. Her black wavy hair was flung up in a messy ponytail in haste, and her brown eyes flashed at Dominic from under her bangs. She squinted at Dominic, trying to get a better look at him.

"Sorry, I can't see without my glasses," she apologized. "I'm Victoria." Dominic smiled at her and nodded, unable to shake her hand.

"Dominic," he said. Victoria smiled knowingly, turning back to face the hallway. Her hands clenched the arms of her chair, as if anticipating her upcoming fate.

"Oh, I know," she said knowingly, "you were very popular with the girls in my year. I was a fifth year, by the way." Dominic grinned and examined her- he had no idea who she was.

"I honestly don't remember you," he apologized, "I'm sorry." Victoria smiled at him as a strand of hair fell into her eyes. She blew it away and shrugged.

"It's ok," she explained. "Not a lot of people do- it's because I'm quiet." Dominic was relieved to have someone to talk to during all of this- even with all the other Muggleborns in the room, he was glad to have met Victoria.

"Do you know Susan Bones?" He asked her quietly. He missed his girlfriend like crazy. Victoria turned back to him, her intelligent brown eyes studying him carefully.

"Yes, I did," she said softly, "she was one of my closest friends. You started to date her, didn't you? Oh she was so thrilled you asked her out." Dominic smiled sheepishly at his new friend, who was grinning at him. Victoria liked this Dominic boy- he was charming without being overbearing.

"I miss her," he told her sadly. "I miss my girl." Victoria smiled and extended her fingers to Dominic's, who took them gratefully. Victoria, a brave and street smart girl, smiled at him widely.

"You'll see her again," she said wisely. Dominic raised his eyebrow and looked at her curiously.

"What makes you think that?" He asked softly as his hand shook slightly in hers. She squeezed his hand and smiled again. Dominic loved her smile- it made him relaxed.

"Because I know these things," she laughed. "I may be in Gryffindor, but I am pretty smart! Your sister is going to come, I just know it." Dominic chuckled and shook his head.

"You're crazy," he laughed. The sound echoed around the hallway, and he quickly quieted down for fear of Scabior and Greyback coming again. Victoria winked and her dark eyes sparkled despite the circumstances.

"Nothing I haven't been told before," she grinned. She stuck her tongue out at him and crossed her eyes in an attempt to make him laugh and succeeded. Dominic was so confused as to why this new girl could make him feel so at ease, but he was glad to have met her.

"If and when my sister comes," Dominic said quietly- Victoria reached forward to hear him better, her bangs tickling her nose- "I'm going to take you with us." Victoria suddenly looked sad and shook her head, leaning back.

"I can't," she said quietly, hanging her head. Her happy spirit was evidently decreasing, which confused Dominic because of her sudden attitude change.

"Why not?" He asked, "Victoria, I don't want you to suffer!" She raised her head, smiling sadly at him. She would miss him when he was gone.

"I'll just slow you down," she whispered, "Save yourself- I'll be fine!" Dominic shook his head defiantly and squeezed her hand.

"No," he said, "you're coming with us! Victoria, you can do it. I'm not losing a friend!" She suddenly smiled so widely it lit up the entire room with her happiness.

"You think of me as a friend?" She said softly, like she couldn't believe what she was hearing. Dominic nodded, his blonde waves falling into his big green eyes as he smiled.

"Of course," he said, "when two strangers are stuck together waiting for their death, there's nothing you can do but become friends." She smiled again at him as the chains around her wrists clanked noisily.

"If I could hug you, I would," she sighed, "but I'm a little tied up at the moment." Dominic laughed softly- her humour was refreshing.

"Save the hug for later," he chuckled. She smiled again, but their happy moment was interrupted by the screams of a young child. Everyone in the hallway sat up straight as Scabior and Greyback bust through the doors. Greyback had in his arms a small child who was crying her eyes out.

"I WANT TO GO HOME!" She screamed at Scabior, beating Greyback with her little fists. She couldn't have been older than eleven. Greyback winced as the little fist hit him in the jaw.

"Shut up Kid," Scabior growled, limping slightly. She had given him a swift kick to the knee before they snatched her.

"MY NAME IS ALLIE!" She shouted defiantly. Dominic's eyes widened in horror. Surely it wasn't the same Allie he had rescued from the Cruciatis Curse? Victoria watched his face grow paler nervously.

"Are you ok?" She asked him, avoiding eye contact as not to draw attention to them. Dominic tried to swallow the lump in his throat.

"I know her," he whispered. "I saved her. Please don't let her see me," he pleaded quietly to himself. But at that moment, Allie looked over and let out a cry of shock.

"DOMINIC!" She screamed, reaching out for the handsome Ravenclaw. Her wide hazel eyes lit up with new hope- he had saved her before, why not now? Dominic felt his heart sink as Scabior watched with interest. He strut over to Dominic and tilted his chin upwards.

"You know this little one?" He said softly. Dominic knew that he had to keep Allie alive, so he shook his head.

"No idea," he lied, avoiding looking at the tear stained child. She looked at him in horror and struggled fiercely against Greyback. Her dirty cheeks showed that she was in hiding when they found her.

"Dominic, you know me!" She insisted. "You saved me from Professor Carrow!" Dominic looked over at her and straight in her wide hazel eyes. It pained him to say his next words.

"I have never seen you in my life," he choked out. "Never!" Allie's face fell and a tear slipped down her cheek so Dominic averted his eyes. It was for her own good. Scabior watched carefully and smiled coldly.

"Bring her in," he demanded, "she's going first." Dominic's eyes went wide and he tried to jump, but the metal on the chains made him fall back in pain.

"NO!" He cried as Greyback carried in a screaming Allie. "TAKE ME!" Scabior just smirked and stroked Dominic's blonde head as he watched helplessly the door slam shut.

"Care for the kid, do ya?" He laughed. "Here's a lesson for you- life ain't always rainbows and sunshine. Sacrifices have to be made. She's just the first one." He smirked and strutted away, holding the lapels of his jacket. Victoria and Dominic could only listen helplessly to Allie's sobs and screams as the interrogation began.

"WHO DID YOU STEAL THIS WAND FROM?" Umbridge was shouting. Allie couldn't answer but only could sob. Dominic wished he could save her from the misery. He wanted to so badly.

"You don't think they'll set the Dementors on her, do you?" Victoria whispered in fright. "She's only a little girl!" Dominic groaned and let his head collide with the back of the chair.

"It's my fault," he whispered, "I should have said yes! It should be me in there right now!" Victoria squeezed his hand again, wincing as the metal opened new wounds on her wrists.

"I've had enough. BRING IN THE DEMENTORS!" Umbridge shouted. Dominic's heart skipped a beat with horror.

"NO!" He couldn't help but shout. But it was too late- Allie's screams increased- louder and more terrified with each passing second. Finally, there was silence. Dominic bowed his head and wept for the little girl. Victoria could do nothing but squeeze his hand. For once, she had no words of comfort. Together they grieved for the first victim.

"Hurry George!" Kaylee gasped as they rounded a corner. George nodded and sprinted after her. The empty hallway made their steps echo loudly, much to his dismay.

"Kaylee, remember," he panted as they came to a halt just outside the interrogation hall. "I'm right here. They aren't going to lay a hand on you!" Kaylee smiled and rolled her eyes, standing on her tiptoes to kiss George on the lips quickly.

"I'm not that fragile," she giggled, "George, I'm going to be ok! Don't worry!" George burrowed his brow together with worry, despite her words.

"Alright," he said quietly, "but the moment Greyback gets near you, I'm stepping in!" Kaylee nodded and smiled again at him.

"I love you," she whispered before stepping out into the light of the hall. All heads turned towards the pretty brunette with sparkling brown eyes. She looked around quickly before spying Dominic, who looked beaten and bruised, but otherwise alive. She winked at him as he looked at her in horror.

"What are you doing here?" He hissed. She smirked and motioned for him to be quiet.

"OH BOYS!" She shouted down the hall. Greyback and Scabior, who were sneering in the faces of a pretty Muggleborn girl with dark red hair. Greyback and Scabior turned around, confused, and when they saw Kaylee smiling cockily at them their eyes went wide.

"Boss, tell me I'm dreaming," Greyback wheezed. Saliva dripped down his fangs with lust as he stared at Kaylee, who was winking at him.

"If she's here, so is her friend," Scabior cried. He pointed a gloved hand at Kaylee and shouted, "SNATCH HER!" Greyback didn't need to hear another word. He sprinted towards Kaylee, who dashed down the hall, laughing maniacally.

"GET BACK HERE!" Greyback shouted. Kaylee sprinted away, her brown eyes flying out from behind her. Their plan was working- both Scabior and Greyback were after her, not in the hall.

"COME AND GET ME!" She screeched, running past the corner where George was hiding. George stepped out after Greyback passed him and pointed his wand at the back of the wolf.

"OI, UGLY!" He shouted. Greyback whirled around and narrowed his eyes as he saw George. Anger was bubbling in his chest as he stared at the ginger man who was in love with Kaylee. This was the man who was in his way of getting her.

"It's you," he snarled. George smirked as Kaylee circled behind Greyback, anticipating her moment of action. George's blue eyes twinkled merrily as he made the decision to taunt the wolf further.

"It's me," he said mildly, running a hand through his thick ginger hair. The only light in the wide hallway was from the torches on the wall, giving them all an eerie appearance. "I'm Kaylee's boyfriend," he grinned deviously. "We've met before."

"How's that black eye treating you?" Greyback wheezed with laughter. "When I get my hands on you I'll give you the matching one!" George made a face as Kaylee drew her wand from her pocket. She silently formulated a plan of escape.

"What a snappy retort," he stated, "oh Greyback- I expected more of you. And you wonder why Kaylee chose me over you? I've got humour, charm, and amazing looks. Last time I checked you were lacking in all areas." Greyback's eyes darkened as he and George circled each other in the hall, both had their wands drawn.

"Oh really?" Greyback cackled. "I'll show that girl what a real man is like. And when I am done of that, I'm going to sink my teeth into that warm, lovely, Mudblood neck of hers. I do love the pretty ones!" George finally snapped at the same time Kaylee did.

"STUPEFY!" They screamed together. Greyback ducked and lunged for Kaylee, who barely escaped his grasp. George sprinted towards her and grabbed her arm, Disapparating. Greyback let out a howl of rage- she had escaped. Meanwhile, Scabior was watching and waiting for Hannah and Fred to appear- in due time, he thought, they would. And they did.

"George, what are we going to do? Kaylee cried when they could finally talk again. She turned towards her boyfriend with anxious eyes. "We left them there to suffer it out!" She waved her hands frantically and looked around. George had taken them to Muggle London, right in the middle of a busy crowd. All around they echoed the yells of people, squealing of babies, and honking of horns. The witch and wizard were very out of place.

"Hannah has a plan!" George assured her, reaching for her hand. He captured it in his and pulled her towards his body. "Trust her!" Kaylee let out a small sob and bit her lip. Thankfully the crowd was too busy to notice their conversation.

"I do," she cried, "but if Greyback nearly got us by an inch, imagine what Scabior will do to Hannah!" George was done listening by this point as he cradled her beside his chest, breathing in her familiar scent of shampoo and perfume. He never realized until now that the Amoretia potion they had in the shop was Kaylee's scent. He was intoxicated by it. Suddenly, he knew that there was no better time.

"Kaylee," he asked quietly, closing his gentle blue eyes. "Do you love me?" Kaylee sniffled into his chest and nodded, breathing in the scent of his cologne.

"Of course George," she whispered. George swallowed the nervous lump in his throat and smiled into her hair.

"How much do you love me?" He asked quietly.

"More than I love myself," she said truthfully. George took her hands into his and placed them on his waist.

"Enough to marry me?" He whispered in her ear. Kaylee pulled away and looked up at him with hard to read brown eyes.

"George, is now really the time and place?" She said shrilly. George captured her hands and placed them on his shoulders. He had to do this now while they were together.

"That's why I'm asking!" He cried, "Kaylee, if we die because of this damn war, I want to at least say you were my fiancé. I love you Kaylee! Don't make me sing to prove it!" Kaylee's eyes widened in horror and she shook her head.

"I love you too George," she smiled, "and yes, I'll marry you!" George didn't need to hear another word and rushed towards her, capturing her lips onto his in a heated kiss, winding his arms around her waist to pick her up as she clutched his sweater in her hands. All other thoughts were pushed aside- she loved George and he loved her- everything made sense now.

"I'll get a ring to you soon," he whispered against her lips, "it's currently in the back of the shop. That's why Fred and I left that day." Kaylee giggled and kissed the side of his mouth.

"You're an idiot," she sighed. "But you're my idiot. I love you George Weasley." George smiled and kissed her forehead, rocking her gently.

"And I love you, Kaylee soon to be Weasley."

Fred and Hannah watched as Scabior and Greyback dashed after Kaylee and George with anxious minds. Hannah turned to Fred, who's blue eyes were watching the row of Muggleborns carefully.

"I'll go first," Hannah whispered. Fred touched her face gently before nodding.

"Ok, go," he whispered. She smiled and silently slipped into the hall, her hair whipping out behind her in her haste. Fred watched her carefully, terrified that their plan was going to go horribly wrong.

"Dominic!" Hannah whispered, approaching her baby brother. She was shocked by the visible transformation in his appearance. His once youthful and happy face was now replaced by the face of a man, with weary eyes and scars everywhere. Pale as a ghost, more so than before, and his wrists were covered with blood from the chains. Dominic looked up and started to smile like crazy when he saw her.

"Hannah!" He gasped quietly with wide green eyes. "I thought I was never going to see you again!" Hannah kissed his forehead gently as she smiled. They were all they had left in the world.

"I love you Dominic," she whispered, "I am not going to let my baby brother suffer!" She beckoned Fred over towards her quietly. Fred slipped out of the shadows, pulling down the hood of his sweater to grin at Dominic.

"Hey baby brother," he chuckled as Hannah set to work wiping the blood from his wrists. Dominic grinned up at Fred and glanced at Hannah, who kissed Fred's cheek lovingly as he helped her.

"Finally told her, eh?" He chortled. "About time, mate!" Fred scowled and Hannah giggled shyly.

Time for talk later," she said firmly. "Reducto!" The chains binding Dominic sprung open and he clutched his wrists with relief.

"We have to move," Fred said firmly, flinging one of Dominic's arms around his shoulders and hoisting the boy up. Dominic looked over his shoulder and shook his head. He had a promise to keep.

"Not without Victoria," he said firmly. "I can't leave without her!" Hannah glanced down at the tiny girl in the seat beside Dominic. She looked up at Hannah sadly and back at Dominic.

"Go," she cried, "leave me, Dominic. You're talking foolish!" But it was too late- Hannah blasted the chains away, and Victoria jumped up in relief. Her dark hair fell around her shoulders as she turned to Dominic. She had to leave them, although it grieved her greatly.

"I'll see you again one day," she vowed, "I promise! And thank you for everything!" She kissed his cheek and thanked Hannah again before sprinting out of the room, flinging off her robes to not draw attention to herself. Underneath her robes was a simple jeans and sweater combination, allowing her to blend in to the crowd. She disappeared quickly, and Dominic lowered his eyes sadly.

"You're a good kid Dominic," Fred said to Hannah's brother, who was watching his new friend leave sadly. "Let's go before they come back!" Fred and Dominic Disapparated, leaving Hannah to follow. But before she could, a voice behind her shouted:

"CRUCIO!" Hannah fell to her knees, screaming in pain. Never had she felt anything this intense. She wanted to die so it would be over. The curse lifted and she was left panting on the ground, feeling every fiber of her being cry with pain. She opened her green eyes and turned her head slightly. Scabior was standing above her with his wand in his hand and he was slowly removing hers from her pocket. She choked, startled by Scabior.

"Hello Beautiful," he said softly, not taking his eyes from her face. Hannah gasped and tried to jump up, but Scabior set the curse on her again, and she arched her back as her screams echoed around the room. Scabior smiled coldly at the pretty blonde, finding her misery most satisfying. Now he finally had her alone.

"You despise me," Hannah choked out, glaring at the Snatcher with fiery green eyes. She gasped for breath and coughed with pain as Scabior knelt beside her, tracing her cheekbones lovingly.

"Oh, don't speak so harshly against Scabby, my Love," he purred in her ear. Hannah cringed away as he ran a hand through her curls. "As lovely as the photo," he cooed. "Oh, I'll hate to see you go!" She spat in his face, even though she knew the consequences would be severe. And she was right. "Sectumpsempra!" Scabior shouted. Hannah let out a yell of pain as blood spewed from her stomach and cheeks. Lucky for her, they were not as deep as they could have been, but they were enough to make her give into the darkness. When she woke ten minutes later, she looked around blearily. High benches surrounded her, and a chill in the air made her shiver uncontrollably. A look towards the ceiling gave her the source- a dozen Dementors circled overhead.

"Hello Sweetie," a familiar voice chirped. With a start, Hannah looked up at the highest bench- Umbridge was watching her carefully with a phony smile. She looked back down at her wrists- she was bound to her seat. Hannah's stomach dropped- it was the interrogation room. She was going to die. She was going to die alone without Fred.

AN- Love, drama, and creepy Scabior- hope you liked it! Review for a happy ending! Review for George/Kaylee. Review for Hannah/Fred. Review to find out if Hannah makes it out alive!

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