These aren't even chapters anymore, :P just scenes, but regardless, hope this satisfies :) (thank goodness I'm still enjoying writing this!) :D
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The ride took a few hours, Hermione fell asleep on the way on Ron's shoulder. She was exhausted and it wasn't as if they were going to be getting away easily, she might as well get some rest. When they arrived in front of Malfoy Manor it was dark and chilling outside. The wagon stopped and everyone became tense, not sure what to expect. The snatcher named Scabior came around to the back and pulled out Dean and Harry, letting his companions deal with them. Greyback smiled sinisterly as he pulled Ron out by the hair. Hermione screamed, "Stop! No!" but her voice was hoarse from being silent for the past few hours, and Ron was led away.
She knew who was left there, standing in front of her. She knew and so didn't look up at him. She felt his eyes on her, waiting… "All right you. We can make this easy for the both of us or fairly painful. I'm not very keen on the latter so do us both a favor won't you?" His voice was impatient and it irritated Hermione that she was being spoken to like a child. She did not move. He waited a grand total of two seconds before raising his wand and allowing Hermione to be thrown out of the cart and onto the dirt floor. She landed with an 'Ohouf' and couldn't stop herself from groaning after the sudden impact. "Warned ya love," he said indifferently as he brought her to her feet in one swift movement. One hand wrapped around her upper arm and began to drag her towards the black iron-cast gate.
It wasn't as if she escaped from him that she would run away, she couldn't leave Ron and Harry, but it couldn't be helped. She went on feebly struggling, the only satisfaction being making it as difficult as possible for Scabior. He finally became fed up. He stopped and turned around on his heal, digging his heel into the ground out of frustration. His hands clamped around both her arms and he shook her, though not as violently as he had wanted. "Merlin!" he snarled, "I'd thought it'd be worth any and every trouble with you, the reward being almost as much as if I'd caught Harry bloody Potter himself," Scabior pivoted and continued walking with her in tow. "But you're starting to change my mind."
It enraged Hermione that this man was willing to give her life for a sizable amount of gold. "You're despicable!" she spit. It did not phase him one bit. They were now trampling through the enormous front garden. "You're pathetic!" she continued. Scabior just smirked. None of her words even touched him. "You're a disgrace to the name 'wizard'! You – " Hermione didn't mean to stop, the snatcher had whirled around, pushed her into a ten-foot-tall hedge, and forced her to stop with his hand.
"You know Nothing about me," it was practically a snarl. "Silencio" Hermione was a little shocked to have said anything anyway. She went with him a little more quietly, figuratively speaking of course, because he did have to roughly pull her along to keep her from lagging and dragging her feet.
wrote this at like two in the morning. Let me know what you guys wanna see, because I could use the inspiration :) Thanks to Lolita! gave me some ideas and I'll be sure to incorporate them as much as I can. Let me know how it's going. Thanks for reading :D