Katie A. Bell (mynameiskatie) wrote in impetuousrpg, @ 2011-10-14 23:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: ginny weasley, char: katie bell, char: oliver wood, npc: w.a.p. members |
Who: Oliver, Katie, Ginny
When: Saturday, October 15, 2002
Where: W.A.P. Placey thing
What: Ginny, Oliver and Katie are taken by W.A.P.
Rating: High - torture/rape(fade to black)/horrible thoughts
Status: In Progress
Katie was excited. Adrenaline was flowing through her body and she couldn't help the happy, elated feeling that washed over her with Puddlemere's first win as Captain. Course, the replacement Keeper needed some work but she was happy with the results. Sitting in the locker room, the only one left, Katie had flipped on the wireless, listening for the Falmouth/Portree score. Her brow raised at the result. Lower than she expected but she was glad for Marcus's win. He needed it. Listening closer, they talked about Roger and his injury and she shook her head. Merlin. She was sure he'd be fine. Quidditch injuries were a dime a dozen when you played Falmouth. She'd have loved to watch that match. It definitely would've been interesting. Hopefully Roger would be okay. However, here she was, Saturday evening, finishing up some last minute stuff before she went out with her teammates to celebrate the win. It was a good day and she was proud of her team. They'd had a lot to overcome early this season and she was glad they'd pulled off the win. Plus, it looks like Puddlemere got to be in first place for the week. That was rather exciting. She packed up her kit, swung it over her shoulder and headed out of the locker room.
Her hair was still damp from her shower and the Puddlemere hoodie she'd thrown on with a pair of track pants was exactly what she wanted to be wearing. Trainers, a hoodie and track pants. Best way to dress post game. Katie headed towards the entrance, more than ready to stop into the pub and then head home to see Marcus. She didn't think he'd be up for too much of the drinking tonight and she promised she'd meet him at the Falmouth haunt when she was done. Smiling, Katie crossed the lobby and headed into the evening. It was cool and crisp and the sun was starting to set. The facility was deserted, the occasional "Go Puddlemere!" heard in the distance. Merlin. She was so proud of her team. She couldn't help the silly grin that was plastered on her face but she was slightly sobered by the fact that Marcus's family's funeral was tomorrow. Her smile fell and she rubber the bridge of her nose.
Distracted by her thoughts, Katie didn't hear the footsteps that surrounded her. It took her a moment, wand out but she didn't stand a chance. Four stunning spells hit her at the exact same time and she crumpled to the ground.
The men grabbed her, looking around, before disaparating, her kit left behind. It was sloppy of them but they weren't concerned about that. They wanted the public to know Katie Bell had gone missing. They wanted the attention and the media this would bring. The girlfriend of Marcus Flint, sister to Clint Warrington and most of all? Notable War hero and Captain of Puddlemere United. This would gain them much more attention then Patricia Stimpson. The biggest of the four, the leader, grinned. Not to mention the other two who would be waiting at the facility. Dragging her around the corner, noting the small trace of blood on her forehead, he just laughed. "Don't worry," he said, tossing her limp body over his shoulder and bringing her inside. "You'll have some company soon enough."