💚quidditch bet💚 •draco x reader•

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•unknown pov•

2:47 am

i managed to get inside of the castle and into the tower, i only need into the dorm now.

i reach for the door handle, being careful for any creaks as i open it.

i walk over to y/n bathgates bed and get out the bag, shoving it over her head to make her shut up and get faint feeling...

a bit of backstory, i was hired by mr and mrs bathgate to kidnap y/n in one way or another.

with their permission to hurt her if i had to..

i had to do this to get her back to the house, mr and mrs bathgate had insight that y/n was getting far too close to the youngest malfoy, draco.

"you need to stay quiet okay bitch" i whisper into the bag.

"what are you doing" she says gasping any air she can.

"that's something you don't need to know okay?" i spit.

i hear her whimper as i yank her body off her bed to carry her out until i can apparate myself and y/n back to the bathgate estate.

being as stealthy as i possibly could, i managed to get out without being seen.

once passed the point from where i can apparate i do it as soon as possible.

at 3:07 i arrive back at the bathgate estate, this time with y/n.

knock knock

"hello? oh your back" mrs bathgate says welcoming me in.

i put y/n down on a seat and pull the bag of her head, to find out she was unconscious.

"sorry" i say

"it's fine.. she'll wake up" mrs bathgate tells me while heading to get her husband.

so i was left alone in the estates living room with an unconscious teenager.

i look at her and see her chest going up and down, at least she's breathing.

they said bring her back alive, i did that.

"i still think there was a less aggressive way of bringing our own daughter home" mr bathgate complains to his wife as they walk into the room.

"she wouldn't have left the boy"

i let out a sigh at the couples arguing and sit down on one of the armchairs lined around the living room.

"okay you can leave now, thank you for your services and time" mr bathgate says.

i make my leave

•y/n pov•

black.

all i seen was black.

i could hear every.

single.

word.

but i couldn't talk, see, or move.

"honey, you know she can't see him any more! and if we just keep her in her usual room. she will owl the bastard" my mother says.