A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews you lovely people, and of course to Baileys96 who helped me loads with the plot :) Enjoy!
"B-but you're not real..." She trailed off, staring at him with a horrified expression as a line of blood dribbled down her chin.
"Shall we put that theory to the test?" He asked, taking the end of his pink scarf and wiping the bright red claret away. Mia scrambled away on her back until she hit the leg of Greyback. The huge werewolf chuckled, giving her a playful shove with his huge hob-nailed boot and snatching Alice from the other snatcher, holding her against himself and fiddling with her hair.
Mia then rolled onto her stomach and tried to get to her feet but Scabior was on her in a matter of seconds. He yanked her back by the collar of her denim jacket and flipped her over with surprising speed. Scabior let his hands wander over her curvy body as his breathing quickened. Mia could tell he was enjoying this.
"This must be some kind of sick joke, you're just book characters!" Alice whimpered as Greyback knocked his forehead softly against the back of her head.
"Ah, ya see that's where you're wrong," Scabior looked up at her, the smile on his face showing no signs of leaving, "J.K. discovered the magical world and wanted to reveal us, so we could be killed, well, Voldemort anyway."
Mia looked absolutely bewildered.
"She got some good look-a-likes for the movies, I mus' admit, but we're real. We're all real." Scabior grinned down at the girl underneath him, "So I got some of my men to add our names into the prize draw at the last minute so we could find a way to get back at the Muggle world. The Dark Lord's got a lot o' stuff planned for your lot, me an' Greyback on the other hand, well...we just wanna 'ave some fun." He finished with a wink.
She was speechless. Completely and utterly.
"Aw, wha's wrong, sweetheart," A snatcher called from behind Scabior, "Cat got ya tongue?" This was followed by a series of jeers.
"Mmm, such a pretty girl." Scabior commented, reaching out and squeezing her mouth.
"Fuck you." She spat, slapping his hands away.
"Ooh, we are feisty, aren't we?" Scabior laughed.
Mia didn't reply.
"Gone all shy now, 'ave we?" He growled, running his hands down her chest even though she tried to grab his wrist. Scabior flicked his wand and they shot up and pinned themselves to the forest floor.
"Do you know what we're gonna do to you two now?" Greyback slurred into Alice's ear, his mouth a mere inch from her neck. She tried to flinch away but he held both of her tiny wrists in one of his huge hands, while the other went up to hold her head firmly in place. His grip on her jaw was so tight she was certain there would be bruises underneath. Alice briefly wondered how she was going to explain those but then realised she might never get the chance. A pained hiss escaped her lips as his hand tightened around her wrists, making them click. She felt his teeth scratch lightly over the soft skin of her neck. He stuck his rough tongue out and gave it a long lick up to her ear, eliciting another shudder. She tried to block it out and instead focused her gaze on Mia who was still underneath Scabior.
She was struggling feebly against him as he whispered into her ear. They had imagined situations like this a hundred times and more but now that it had come true they wished they would have also thought of an escape plan. They had fancied the idea of having some form of contact with the attractive actors but now that it came down to it, it was terrifying.
"Please God." Alice whispered to herself. Greyback's ears perked up.
"God's not 'ere right now," He growled, tucking his head into the crook of her neck, "But leave a message." This was followed by a wave of raucous laughter.
Whilst Scabior was running his nose along her neck, some of the other snatchers had started smoking and weren't paying brilliant attention, whereas Greyback was trying to rip Alice's jeans off. Mia thought of all the fanfictions she had read and wondered if his wand would be hidden in such an obvious place. She dared to look down his jacket which had revealed a lightly hair speckled chest. She wriggling a little more until he decided to remove his jacket and fling it on the ground next to her so he could get closer. To her unbelievable luck, his wand clattered over some twigs next to her hands. Even at the awkward angle her hands were stuck at, she grasped it as he was looking up and aimed it at his face. Her hands suddenly came loose as the wand twitched.
"Sectumsempra!" She growled with contempt. Scabior started laughing at her.
He sat up and swung his hand back to slap her but a drop of blood trickled out of his nose. In a dream like trance Mia reached out and smeared the drop of blood onto her finger and brought it closer to her face.
"Jesus Christ." She whispered eyeing the congealing red with a horrified expression.
Scabior's eyes widened slightly as he roughly wiped the back of his hand across his face. He soon recovered though and got up, yanking her with him.
"Back to camp. Now!" He yelled.
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The rubber tube feeling that JK had described was not far off, Mia thought, as she dry heaved again.
"Alrigh', I think you're done." Scabior said, pulling her off the ground and into the largest tent. Alice had already thrown up on Greyback's boots and had in turn had chunks of her hair pulled out as he lifted her off the ground in anger.
They were both dumped next to the main support beam in the tent. Mia's hand wriggled up her sleeve and she presented Alice with a crumpled but unused tissue which she used to wipe her mouth. She gave a little smile of gratitude.
Scabior stood over them and watched as Mia avoided his gaze. Alice flinched as if hit by some unseen force when Greyback wandered in, scrunching her eyes tight.
"Well, what are we gonna do wiv you?" Scabior paced in front of them.
"I'm having the blonde one when you're done with her. We can swap." Greyback grumbled as he stalked past Scabior to the liquor cabinet.
"No thank you, I know what your leftovers look like, barely breathing the last one, haha, you'd chewed off her bloody legs." Scabior chuckled to himself. Alice's body convulsed as another wave of nausea hit her, tears of terror running down her cheeks.
"Now, if you don't mind." Greyback snapped, taking a huge gulp from a tumbler full to the brim with whiskey.
"'Scuse me?" Scabior looked up at him incredulously.
"I'd like some privacy." Greyback finished the rest of the drink and slammed the glass back down on the cabinet.
"Fuck off then," Scabior snapped back, "This is my tent."
"I've still got rotting leftovers in mine though." The larger snatcher complained.
"Not my problem." Scabior said as he watched Mia, who's breathing was now very shallow.
"Fine," Greyback walked over to Alice and threw her over his shoulder, "Forest it is."
"Help!" Alice screamed, pounding her tiny fists against Greyback's back as he strode deeper into the forest, not wanting to be disturbed.
"Alice!" Mia scrambled to her feet and tried to run after Greyback but was stopped by a large hand which reached out and grabbed her hair.
"Oh no ya don't." Scabior tutted, guiding her over to the massive bed with various dodgy looking dark stains on them.
"Get the fuck off me-" Mia ripped her head away from him and swung round with a fist. Inches from Scabior's face, he brushed it off and punched her in the jaw, sending her sprawling next to the bed.
"Ow, fuck." She mumbled, coughing before spitting out some more blood. She brought a hand tenderly to her mouth, feeling warm wet liquid.
"Now, try it again an' I'll break ya leg." Scabior warned, striding over to her.
Mia uttered a little noise of denial before flipping herself onto her stomach and crawling under the bed. Scabior stepped forward and yanked her out by her ankles.
"I was hoping we could do this in the bed, but whatever you'd prefer, sweetheart." Scabior chuckled darkly, getting on top of her and using a knife to tear her clothes off. He ran his hands over her chest, appreciating everything it had to offer, before ripping her jeans off in one fell swoop and pulling them down before Mia even realised that she was half naked.
As Scabior leant into her and set the knife down only a metre away, Mia couldn't believe her luck. She turned her head away from his heavy breathing and occasional possessive growl and reached out with her hand to find it millimetres from the knife. Grunting as her back scratched against the hard flooring, Mia grabbed the knife and held it at Scabior's neck, the tip pointed at his pulse point.
"Get. Off. Now." She uttered. Scabior grinned, silently wondering if he could bring his hand up before she jammed it into his neck.
"You won't do it." He said as she guided him off of her.
"You wanna try me?" Mia asked in a shaky voice that she wished was more powerful.
Scabior just smiled that smile which was his way of saying you might have won this one, but I'll get you in the end. With her chest heaving and eyes watering, Mia ran out of the tent.
A/N: The next chapter's gonna be gooood so please review and THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to those who already have :)