𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 | 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 - 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴

Harry's eyes widened. He didn't want to stay. He'd rather die than be in a gang.

"Wait!" Harry yelled.

"I don't like being told what to do, Potter!" Draco snapped.

"And I don't like being kidnapped, but hey things happen I guess," Harry retorted.

"Pansy will deal with you, I'm too tired for this shit," the blond said then walked out.

"Twat!" Harry screamed at the door. Then the three people returned.

"Theo take the ropes off, make sure he doesn't try anything," the woman from before said.

"Where are we going?" Harry asked. But they all ignored him.

The tanned man started to undo the ropes on Harry. However, he kept a firm grip on Harry to make sure he couldn't do anything.

The three people started dragging Harry up some stairs. "Where are we going?" Harry asked yet again.

"Does this one ever shut up?" The darker-skinned one asked.

"I don't think so, and it's quite annoying really," the tanned one said.

"Shut up!" The woman shouted.

When they seemed to finally reach their destination Harry looked around and it seemed like they were in a...hotel lobby?

"What the heck?" Harry whispered more to himself.

They walked up more stairs until they reached a hotel room. They dragged Harry into the room and tied him to a chair.

"Is this how you treat all the members of your gang?" Harry asked.

"No, only the ones who can't be trusted." Harry rolled his eyes.

"Why are we in a hotel room? I thought you sell people and weapons, you're probably all perverts. I know your boss is one, the stupid git wouldn't stop looking at me like I was a piece of meat," Harry said.

To say that the others were shocked would be an understatement. "He what?"

"He kept eyeing me up and down. At first, I thought he just wanted to see what I would be good at, but then he started licking his lips and stuff. It was very creepy," Harry continued.

"Well that's gay," the three people all said at the same time. Harry nodded in agreement.

After some awkward silence, the darker skinned male spoke up. "Allow me to introduce myself, Blaise Zabini at your service."

Harry nodded, he was glad he was finally getting some information even if it was just names.

"Pansy Parkinson," the woman said.

The last man hesitated for a few minutes but eventually introduced himself, "Theodore Nott."

"Don't mind him, he has trust issues," Blaise said.

"We all do," Pansy corrected him. "He's just a bitch."

"Fuck you, Pansy," Theo said then walked out.

"He's just on his period, anyways you should get some rest you have a big day tomorrow," Pansy said and started to walk out.

"But I'm still tied to a chair," Harry complained.

"Oh right, Blaise cut the ropes and lock the door," Pansy ordered, Harry could tell she had everyone wrapped around her finger.

"Yes mother," Blaise sarcastically. Pansy put up the finger then walked out of the room.

"She is such a cow," Blaise muttered under his breath. Harry laughed a little bit.

Blaise cut off the ropes, wished him a goodnight, and left.

"How am I supposed to have a 'goodnight' when I'm surrounded by criminals," Harry muttered to himself before taking off his pants leaving him in just a shirt and some underwear and climbing into bed.

-End of Chapter-

Baiiiiii!
*falls out of window*