Ace (H.S)

two

America?

I'd never been to America in my entire life, let alone outside of Hogwarts. When you go there at ten years old, it kinda just becomes your entire life. You get so used to having everything done for you with magic and being stuck in a huge castle for your whole life. My parents never let me leave the house for breaks, not metaphorically speaking either. There really was no need, we had everything you could possibly want in the house. And when I wasn't staying with my parents, I would go to the Weasley's, which are more magic sufficient then anyone I'd ever met.

There is a large silver table in front of me and I'm now back in my chair, stitches are covering my entire upper body and there is a pounding in the back of my head. Do I look as pale as I feel?

"What?" I ask out.

"Eleven hour flight babe." I hear Liv say as she comes back in the room, the cigarette dangling from her rose lips.

"Scared?" I hear Niall say from behind me.

No shit.

"I'm not scared, I've just never been." I lie, well, the second part wasn't a lie.

"This day just keeps getting better." Harry murmurs running his hand through his hair.

"Think this through." I lick my lips, "You only have seven days with me, why would you waste any going to a place that's not much better than here anyways?"

Harry chuckles and places his hands on the table, hovering over my tied up body on the other side.

"Probably because you're the first girl these boys have ever dealt with that doesn't pass out when they pull out a knife." Liv says before Harry can say anything. "Well, metaphorically, obviously you did."

"And It's been a while since we've gotten any patients." Niall adds on.

"Seven days." I remind them. I really did not want to go.

"Well then, we better hurry up." He says, slamming his hands on the side of his pants and starting to untie me.

"I'd rather stay tied up in this room then go anywhere with you guys." I mumble under my breath.

"Would you now?" Harry says still hovering over me.

I bit the inside of my check, not wanting to answer, I didn't expect him to hear me.

I turn to Liv. "What should I do about clothes? All of my stuff is still at Hogwarts." I feel very flustered, why was this happening so fast?

"You can borrow some of mine for now." She says.

"Okay." I wasn't trying to sound mean, but I mean can anyone really blame me, Im not supposed to thank her when I'm being kidnapped.

I'm untied now and start to move my body around, adjusting to the freeness.

Harry notices and turns quickly around the table, grabbing my arm and bringing my body up so my feet are standing, my waist is pushed against the table from how close the chair and it was. I rub my eyes from standing up so fast. He was all stitched up as well, he was still in his clothes from last time. There was one long stitch on his cheek that stood out from where I sliced him earlier.

"I wasn't going to try and escape." I say, I mean I would, but how far would I even get? I'm not that stupid.

"I know." He smirks while walking me out the door, Liv and Niall follow behind us.

He walks me outside the tent, I automatically feel cold as the breeze adjusts to my half naked body.

Goose bumps start to form against my pale skin, Harry notices and starts to laugh.