Chapter 3

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I woke up. I opened my eyes, but i couldnt see. i blinked a couple times but i still couldnt see. i tried to bring my hands up to my eyes to rub them but my hands were tied behind my back. 

whats going on? where the fuck am i?

the memories flooded back to my head like a river connecting to a lake. i was on my way to Hagrid's hut and then a hand was wrapped around around my mouth and a bag was put over my head. i had passed out due to the lack of oxygen. When i awoke there i was tied to a chair in a dark room, with a bright gaslight shining on me in the middle of the room. there was a group of boys that surrounded me, they were staring at me intently. i was about to ask where i was when i found that my mouth was stuck shut with duck tape. i started making noises to let them know that i wanted it off, that i wanted to speak, but they didnt take the hint. Thats when a door to my right opened, light from the hallway bursting through, i could now see that there were shelves stocked with small glasses with potions in them, i could see lots of veritaserum and one bottle stood out to me, one amortentia. I look back toward the door, there is the silhoutte of two male figures, one slightly shorter than the other but only slightly. they had the same posture and looked like they were built almost identical.

why only one amortentia? why so many veritaserum? who are these people? who are those men in the doorway? why am i even here in the firs- 

"whats with all the noise?" a deep, annoyed voice interupts my thought process. i turn my head towards the door and they notice me. they walk towards the chair that im in, the slightly shorter one crouches down to my eye level. 

"Pretty face. What is she here for boys?" he asks lifting my chin to get a better view of my face in the light. Nobody answers him and he get annoyed. "Well if none will volunteer to answer me then i will just have to choose someone won't i? Lorenzo? Hmm? Why is such a pretty girl tied to a chair with duck tape of her mouth? " he asks a random boy, his tone is very clearly laced with anger, either he is easily angered or this is him everyday. 

The Lorenzo boy takes a step into the light.he starts speaking very nervously and very quickly, almost as if he is scared of the boy crouched infront of me.  "Well what happened was basically Malfoy told me and Hannah that she is a very important person and has been missing for a very long time, he then did some detective work with Dolohov and they figured out who this girl infront of us is and said the best time to bring her in woould be today. According to Malfoy she and the golden trio have a tradition which every year they leave the welcome feast early to go see this big half-giant named Hagrid and so thats when we took her and brought her here but Hannah and i werent told by Malfoy or Dolohov as to what to do with her when we got her here and so we tied her up here so she has no chance of escaping but then everyone slowly but surely started to find her in this room and then you did and then-" 

what in the fucking shit hole does he mean by Malfoy and Dolohov? i can understand a dolohov being apart of some wierd gang but malfoy? i mean come on its ferret boy, like malfoy would involve himself in something like this...right?

While i was thinking he got cut off, "Berkshire, thats enough my brother and i only needed a small explaination. we will deal with this, the rest of you get changed, the meeting with our father starts in 10 minutes." it was the taller boy, his voice sounded cold and harsh, like he had been brought up to show no emotion when speaking to others. i glance between the two of them with worry, so they were brothers. 

everyone who was in the room slowly filed out, i noticed one girl among them all, she looked about my age. she must have been hannah, the one lorenzo was talking about. i soon realised that i still had no idea what was going on and i was being left alone in a room with two strong as fuck looking boys, meanwhile i was helpless. i started to panic. the younger one notcied and tried to calm me down but i was like fuck no bitch. your mates tie me to a chair and now im helpless in here and i dont even have that other girl to help me. 

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