12/18/2023 0 Comments Tiny balls of light harry potter![]() "But the 'ole lot of 'em look like they could still be 'ogwarts age ¨C " We'll see if she's a bit quicker at remembering her name than Barny. "Easy, Greyback." said Scabior over the jeering of the others. ![]() And lastly, your pretty little friend." The relish in his voice made Harry's flesh crawl. "So you're related to blood traitors even if you're not a Mudblood. "I'b Bardy," said Ron, and Harry could tell that his mouth was full of blood. "We know Stan Shunpike, 'e's put a bit of work our way." "Like 'ell you are." said the man called Scabior. "Check the list, Scabior." said Greyback, and Harry head him move sideways to look down at Ron, instead. "Yeah, looks like it." said a second voice. "I said," repeated Greyback, and Harry received a blow to the diaphragm that made him double over in pain. "I'll be needing butterbeer to wash this one down. A beam of wand light fell onto his face and Greyback laughed. "Now, let's see who we've got," said Greyback's gloating voice from overhead, and Harry was rolled over onto his back. They could hear footsteps and crashes the men were pushing over chairs inside the tent as they searched. A thud told him that Ron had been cast down beside him. Harry was thrown face down onto the ground. He knew who this was, Fenrit Greyback, the werewolf who was permitted to wear Death Eater robes in return for his hired savagery. "Your boyfriend's going to have worse than that done to him if he's on my list," said the horribly familiar, rasping voice. There was the unmistakable sound of knuckles hitting flesh: Ron grunted in pain and Hermione screamed, "No! Leave him alone, leave him alone!" His eyes had been reduced to slits through which he could barely see his glasses fell off as he was bundled out of the tent : all he could make out were the blurred shapes of four or five people wrestling Ron and Hermione outside too. Harry clutched at his excruciatingly painful face, which felt unrecognizable beneath his fingers, tight, swollen, and puffy as though he had suffered some violent allergic reaction. Unknown hands dragged Harry roughly off the ground, before he could stop them, someone had rummaged through his pockets and removed the blackthorn wand. He could feel his face swelling rapidly under his hands as heavy footfalls surrounded him. He saw Hermione point her wand, set toward the outside, but into his face there was a bang, a burst of white light, and he buckled in agony, unable to see. ![]() Harry looked around at the other two, now mere outlines in the darkness.
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