Greyback had grabbed her around the waist shortly after. Sniffing her, she could taste his foul breath as he laughed about her "pup'. Threatening her in whispers about how he was going to rip it from her womb to bite and raise for himself. Clutching the tiny bump, a sense of relief flushed over her that her baby was still fluttering inside her, giving small nudges where her hands laid.