Kidnapping
Lily could only bury her face in his chest, holding onto his waist and allowing her breath to regulate. She didn't answer at first, squeezing her eyes shut as if she could wake up from this. She had always been all talk, but now that something was actually happening, she couldn't wrap her head around what was going on.
"I don't know," she said after awhile, raising her head to look at him. They were so close under his cloak, but it wasn't the moment to think about all of that. How long could they hide under here? She dared to glance out, looking to see who was chasing her.
"Is that...Rodolphus Lestrange?" she asked, her voice a whisper. She had always had interesting conversations with him, but she couldn't think if she had actually said something to upset him. "What do we do?" Her eyes darted around, trying to look for a way out. The streets were so crowded with people due to the Hogwarts trip that they couldn't sneak through without bumping into someone.