"Despite my hatred of yourself and your mother, Malfoy, this actually has nothing to do with you.  I believe the muggle paper put it so well as to say you’ve swept the mudblood Granger off her feet.  Though I suppose Granger isn’t truly her name, but like her magic a stolen identity."  Dolohov stepped back from Draco, allowing him to realize they were in some kind of basement space with a single door out.  "Here’s hoping kidnapping her ex-lover and her new one gets her away from those infernal guards.  I do hope you’re comfortable, Malfoy, you might be here a while."