Y/N's fabulous adventure

Chapter 2

Y/N woke up in a dark room. She couldn't see anything and she could feel chains on her wrists and legs, holding her against the operation table she was laying on and applying a slightly painful pressure, making her annoyed.

She didn't mind bondage, but not in this situation. And she could already feel her wrists becoming sore from the shiny, metal object.

She didn't know where she was, not how she got there, but one thing for sure. The "unknown hero" definitely wasn't a hero and didn't has good intensions.

Y/N listened carefully enough.
Nothing... Nothing but silence.
Suddenly, there was a loud crashing sound cutting through the silence.
"H-hello?" Y/N said in a quiet voice.

"Ohh you're awake. Took you long enough to wake up!" A beautiful voice of a women could be heard from the direction the crash come from.
The voice, or rather the owner of the voice, sounded annoyed. Yet the voice still managed to make all of Y/N's worries disappear. She knows the voice, she just isn't quite sure where the heard it before. This feeling she got from the voice.

It feels just like... home?
It's the only word that comes to her mind, when trying to describe the voice.
It feels so insanely familiar, yet so distant and foreign. She wants to know who this voice belonged to, wants to know who could make her feel such emotions by just a few words.

Y/N heard footstep coming closer. It was to dark to see anything, but she could make out the silhouette of a tall woman with bouncy locks. The person come closer and closer, until she was standing right next to the operation table Y/N was trapped on.

Y/N was amazed by the persons beauty, and just like before the feeling of familiarity wouldn't leave her alone and she could feel a distant memory in the back of her mind desperately trying to come out, to remind Y/N who this woman was and why she is so special to her.

Suddenly, there was a strong bris.
The curtains, moved by the wind, let a bit of shine through.

The light londed directly on the mysterious kidnapper's face and that's when it hit Y/N.

The person that kidnapped her, the person that stand in front of her at this exact moment is no one else than her former classmate and first love, Bellatrix Lestrange.

"What? H-how? I thought you d-died" Y/N stuttered. "H-how is that possible. I-I saw you die!"
"Well. You saw wrong" Bellatrix shrugged.

She went to the other side of the table and pulled operation equipment out of a drawer. She took the scalpel and slowly went over to Y/N again.

She dragged it along Y/N's fore arm, not applying enough pressure to draw blood but enough to leave a stinging sensation, making Y/N hiss in pain.

"Why are you doing this Bella? What have I done wrong?" Y/N questioned with tears in the corner of her eyes, threatening to leave any second.
After hearing those words Bellatrix applied more pressure on the small knife. Enough to make blood slowly drip out of the wound.

"Bella!?", Bellatrix yelled, "You do not get to call me Bella after what you've done to me! And don't pretend like you don't remember!"

With every spoken word her yelling became louder and louder.
"I-I don't understand. I really don't know! I'm sorry for whatever I've done!" Y/N said desperately.

The pain was slowly becoming too much and she didn't think she could handle it for much longer.

Bellatrix dragged the knife from the shoulder, over her collarbones, and over Y/N's right arm, leaving a trail of blood, before grabbing a pair of medical scissors and stabbing into Y/N's leg. A loud scream could be heard echoing through the basement before everything went quiet.

"Wow, she really passed out from just that. Last time I stabbed her she wasn't that weak." Bellatrix scoffed, cleaned up the scissors and the scalpel and left the basement.

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W:695

Wtf did we create?!
I hate this.