Chocolate Frog Card: (Bronze) Dorcas Meadowes: Challenge: Write about being on the run.

Gringotts: Hermione/Scabior [Hermione - Pairings]

Ultimate Hermione Pairing Challenge: Hermione/Scabior

February Event: 8. (lyric) "And I feel your warmth, and it feels like home." - Depeche Mode, 34. (colour) Baby pink

Word Count: 270


It was bound to happen eventually. Their luck hadn't been going completely well anyway, having no luck in hunting down the horcruxes and having minimal food to eat. It wasn't much of a surprise when somebody slipped and said Voldemort's name.

"Snatch 'em," the lead Snatcher cried, chuckling as the trio immediately started running.

Hermione wouldn't admit it, but she was scared. Terrified. How were they meant to outrun the large group of wizards that had been compiled to capture them? They outnumbered them greatly and they all had wands, all of them able to use dark curses that they weren't afraid to use whilst the trio were a bit more reserved in their curses.

As Hermione suspected, it didn't take long for them to be surrounded.

"We'll take 'em to Malfoy Manor," Scabior ordered, his eyes travelling the group that they had captured. His eyes locked onto Hermione. "In a moment, anyway. I want to spend some time with this lovely thing."

He pulled her to his chest, smiling widely as she wriggled and tried to get away. Eventually his arms wrapped around her tightly, pinning her to his chest. He brought his nose to her throat and inhaled loudly, rubbing his cheek against hers.

"I feel your warmth, and it feels like home."

She wasn't quiet when she almost threw up, causing him to chuckle loudly. His expression turned dark almost immediately afterwards, and he brought his hand to her cheek, leaving behind a print of his hand in a flushed baby pink.

"Beautiful," he murmured, admiring his handiwork. "I'm going to enjoy my time with you, princess."