It was late in the evening, and you were walking back from the library, through the halls to get to your dorm.
The halls were eerily deserted, but you didn't pay much notice of it, thinking that most students would be asleep by now anyway.
As you continued to walk though, you began to feel as though someone was watching you.
You glanced around but couldn't see anyone, so you pushed the uneasy feeling away and carried on walking, subconsciously speeding up your pace.
At points, you could have sworn you heard footsteps following behind you, but everytime you looked, the halls were empty.
You were still a while away from your dorm, and the unnerving feeling was still lingering.
Fumbling anxiously, you pull out your phone from your bag and quickly send the guys a message.
Y/n: guys?
Blaise: you okay?
Y/n: I think I'm being followed
Draco: where are you?
Y/n: I'm walking past the great hall
Mattheo: keep walking we'll come and meet you on the way
Y/n: okay
Y/n: please hurry
The minute you press the send button on the last message, the sound of footsteps accumulates again, but this time they seem closer.
You break out into a run, not daring to look back, purely focusing on the seemingly endless corridors stretching out in front of you.
You just need to get to the boys. They'll be able to help you. The footsteps are running as well now, and despite you sprinting as fast as you can, you feel a hand roughly grab your shoulder, pulling you back.
Before you even have a chance to look behind you, you feel a piece of cloth being pressed over your mouth, immediately making you feel woozy and the world look fuzzy.
You feel yourself slump into a pair of arms and then everything fades to black.
The boys all rush out of the common room as soon as they've received your message, looking round every corner and hoping to see you.
However, when they reach the great hall and still haven't run into you, they quickly realise something is wrong.
"We should have seen her by now." Enzo says, the worry in his voice clear.
"Maybe we missed her?" Theo asks hopefully, but Mattheo shakes his head dismally.
"So how are we meant to work out where she's gone?" Blaise asks, glancing around the group.
"Well y/n said she was being followed. So who could have been following her and then taken her?" Tom ponders out loud, as the rest of the boys think.
"Someone from school?" Mattheo theorises.
"Nah, this is too extreme for another student." Enzo says, shaking his head doubtfully.
"You don't think her being taken is connected to something bigger, do you?" Draco asks, and the rest of the boys shoot him a puzzled look.
"Like what?" Tom asks roughly.
"Like your father?" Draco replies, glancing between Tom and Mattheo.
"What would Voldemort want with y/n though?" Theo asks befuddled.
"To be fair, he knows Mattheo and I are... fond of y/n." Tom admits bluntly.
"And he would do anything to have the upper hand on us." Mattheo agrees, his eyes widening in realisation. "Shit, we need to find where she is immediately. She could be dead already if our father has her!" He yells fearfully, before running off leaving the rest of the boys to hastily follow behind him.
