Saying you had bad luck was probably an understatement. You were just wandering around, probably not the smartest idea to go on a walk alone, at night, but you are more than capable of protecting yourself, or so you thought.

You took a wrong turn and stumbled upon a group of death eaters attacking an innocent man. You were going to intervene and try to help but it was too late, the man was already dead. You were wearing your Hogwarts sweater and you assumed that’s what stopped the death eaters from instantly killing you, instead they kidnapped you.

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You were seated in a cold room with a blindfold on. You could hear the faint sound of voices talking in the distance. “It’s a Hogwarts student. What are we supposed to do?” Someone questioned. A few seconds later, the door opened to the room you were in. The blindfold was removed from your face and you were led into a large meeting room where at least 20 people sat around a table.

Your eyebrows shot up when your eyes met Lorenzo’s. A look of pure horror flashed over his features as you were led towards the front of the table.