So I've been watching this series and this one episode sparked an idea so here goes.
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Oh and ahhh... BDSM/SmUt warning...
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Maybe I should have listened to the hat. Maybe if I did I wouldn't be trapped in this lie. Am I really trapped though? Maybe I would have been able to honestly and openly be who I am. The real me hides behind a mask of perfection. Just maybe...

"Daydreaming again?"

"You were taking forever to get here."

"I told you, Potter, daydreaming isn't good for you. If I was taking a long time you should have prepared yourself."

I scoffed. Of course, he would think that. The entitled asshole that he is, probably thinks I'm not keeping this a secret like he is. I sat up and moved towards the edge of the desk that I was on.

"No!" He demanded. "You stay right there. You need to be taught a lesson."

I frowned at him. I wanted to say something but I was at a loss after his last statement. I shivered at the thought and honestly I couldn't stay mad even if I tried. This was my guilty pleasure after all, and I had no doubt he felt the same. Why else would he keep coming back, right?

*~* Two Weeks Earlier *~*

I had just won our quidditch match against Slytherin and I was feeling pretty damn good. Another win to rub in Malfoy's face. I had a bounce in my step as I made my way to the lockers. Ginny would want to celebrate later as well. I was so wrapped up in my head that I couldn't react in time. A fist connected with the side of my face and I was pushed into a corner.

"Daydreaming isn't good for your health, Potter."

I half expected to see Malfoy but I knew before even opening my eyes that it wasn't him. My focus came right and as expected it wasn't Malfoy who had punched me.

"Zabini. What the hell?" I hissed and rubbed my jaw.

"You're a cheat. I saw what you did to Draco."

"What exactly did I do?" I frowned.

Zabini grabbed my throat and lifted me slightly off the ground. I was already trapped between him and the wall. I knew now that there was no chance of me escaping. The strange thing was, I was kind of enjoying it. My jaw still stung from the punch and I was certain that it was probably going to be swollen by the end of the night.

"Don't play stupid with me Potter. You forced Draco into that bludger."

"No...thing against the ru...les." I managed to get out.

Zabini was still frowning at me. His anger was evident, but I saw it slowly fading away. He looked at me more curiously as he tightened his grip around my neck. My mind was starting to cloud over with other ideas. Zabini's face flashed with something and he smirked at me.

"Wh...at?" I gasped.

"I just realized that you're not scared. There's no hateful fire in your eyes, Potter." Zabini raised an eyebrow.

"Li...liar."

Zabini lowered me to the ground a bit. "No Potter, I'm pretty certain about it. You would be trying to hex me right now if I was lying."

I struggled a bit trying to get loose. It registered a bit too late that I probably.should have just kept still. Zabini looked down as I struggled and laughed. In my struggle, my hard-on had brushed against his leg.

Zabini leaned forward to whisper in my ear. "Seems like I was right. Who knew that the Harry Potter had such a dirty little secret. Is it because of me or the fact that I have you trapped?"

I shivered but tried to get him off of me still. I had nothing left to worry about. I was certain he would tell everyone how I had gotten hard. He'd definitely make a joke out of it so he didn't need to know the real reason. My struggle didn't help much. He was bigger than me and surprisingly stronger too.

His free hand grabbed one of my arms and slammed it to the wall. He then let go of my neck and grabbed my other arm. I coughed a bit as I took in the much-needed air. My hands were now trapped beneath his and above my head.

"Just tell me and I'll let you go."

"Bite me." I snapped.

I didn't know what game he was playing and I didn't think I wanted to know. I didn't notice the glint in his eye when I told him to bite me. I didn't even think he would take it soo literally. Neither did I realize how close he'd gotten to me. He nudged my head to the side with his and bit down hard on my shoulder. The pain made me want more and I let out a moan.

Zabini let me go, a satisfied smirk on his face. It infuriated me and I basically fell to the ground in a heap - my legs were not ready to support me. Zabini let out a laugh and walked away not turning back. I cursed under my breath as I got up. I looked at my shoulder and saw a wet circle on my shirt from where he had bitten me.

"Fucking prat." I mumbled.

I needed a shower. A long, ice-cold shower in an empty room. As I walked to the locker room the ideas that were running through my mind from earlier flashed again. They made me angry and didn't help my growing erection.

The cold water from the shower was working, slightly. I was more than grateful that my team had moved on to the celebration party they would definitely throw. I was alone in the room which meant it wasn't awkward when I walked in with a full-blown boner.

I turned the shower towards the hot and just stood there for a few minutes. My eyes were closed and my mind off in some other dimension again. Naturally, I didn't realize that I had company until it was too late.

"I half expected to catch you jerking off to some fantasy about whips. Didn't I already warn you about your daydreaming?"

I let out a surprised yelp as I turned to see my intruder. "What's your problem? Just leave me alone."

"I can't do that. I've got a problem of my own." Zabini looked down.

My eyes followed in the direction of his eyes. I could see his trousers tent and I knew what he meant. I didn't know what he wanted me to do about it. I had already sorted out my own problem... almost.

"So deal with it. That's not my problem." I scoffed and turned away from him to turn off the shower.

"Oh but it is... Harry."

The use of my first name threw me off. My mind wondered how he could make it sound so... erotic. I heard footsteps and what sounded like a belt buckle hit the ground. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. I wanted to be angry with him but my mind just went back to what happened in that dark corner.

"Oh bite me. That's bullshit." The only thing I managed to say in response.

I instantly regretted my first statement when I heard him chuckle. I still hadn't turned to look at him but I could tell he was closer to me. He was getting closer with each second - each step. Then he wasn't moving behind me at all.

"Glady." Zabini whispered in my ear.

A shiver ran down my back as his lips brushed over my skin. The anticipation in my chest grew tight as I could feel his teeth against my skin. He bit down on my shoulder again. Not as hard as the first time but hard enough to make my body shake. I moaned and my head flopped back.

The back of my head hit what I assumed to be Zabini's shoulder area. His mouth moved from my shoulder to the crook of my neck. I found myself moving my head to the side for him to have more access. He bit down again and my legs got a bit wobbly. He moved further up my neck and bit down a third time. I let out another moan.

"Looks like you have a problem now too?" He whispered in my ear. "I can help you with that. Only if you help me with mine."

"Why should I?" I said my voice was just above a whisper.

He growled. "I'm being nice to you right now. Don't force me to be mean to you."

I laughed and stepped away from him. There was very little space for me to move in but it created some distance. I turned to face him with a scowl on my face.

"This is you being nice? Fuck you, Zabini." I said.

"From now on it's Blaise, not Zabini. And I do plan on fucking you, Harry."

"You're being ridiculous." I huffed and tried to step around him.

He grabbed my arm and pushed me into the wall. The tap head jabbed into my side and I let out a yelp. I didn't expect Blaise to move me away from there - never the less to check it.

"Last chance, Potter." He growled at me.

I couldn't decide what I was feeling. I was somewhat excited by the look in his eye and surprisingly scared by his strength. I wanted to get out of there but I also wanted more. Blaise was looking at me with a lust-filled, almost hateful gaze and it kind of turned me on. I have a girlfriend though and I shouldn't have even entertained this in the first place.

"It was two things." I said.

"What?"

"You asked earlier if it was because of you or because I was trapped that I got hard. It was kind of because of the pain and being trapped." I met his gaze.

He stepped closer to me and wrapped his hand around my neck although he didn't squeeze. His thumb lifted a pushed my jaw to the side. I turned my head so that my neck was completely exposed. He leaned forward and bit me again. I assumed he took my random statement as an agreement.

"Was I really going to go through with this?" I asked myself as Blaise bit down on a different spot. I let out a moan.

"Give me your hands." Blaise whispered.

"Why?" I frowned.

"I said give them to me." Blaise squeezed his hand around my neck.

I held my hands out towards him, a groan trapped in my throat. Blaise stepped back and pulled his tie free from his neck. He tied my hands together with his tie. He then lifted my hands above my head. I shifted, slightly uncomfortable with my position.

"Too tight?"

I shook my head. Blaise nodded and crashed his lips into mine. He wasn't exactly gentle but I didn't care. He bit my lip and I could taste some blood. He pulled away from me and spun me around, slamming my chest into the wall. I gasped out from the force and I heard Blaise grunt an apology. A hand wrapped around my throat and I was pulled against his chest. I let out a strangled cry when he pushed his dick into me. He was still for a moment before he moved.

My hands were still tied so I couldn't do much in way of protest. Not that I wanted to protest. His other free hand wrapped around my dick. I moaned and tried pushing against the wall to get more of him. I heard him groan as his pace quickened. He leaned over and he nibbled on the shell of my ear. My breathing was heavy and I could feel myself reaching my limit.

"Not yet." Blaise whispered.

I let out a strained whine. He tightened his grip on my dick, stopping me from cumming. He bit my neck again and I tried moving his hand from my dick. I wanted to release and he wasn't allowing me to. My attempt only resulted in him biting me harder and slamming into me.

"I said not yet." He growled in my ear.

I whined and nodded my head as best I could. He thrust into me a few more times before loosening his grip and we climaxed together. He pulled out of me and turned me around.

"Abandoned classroom, tomorrow at 10." He tidied himself up and picked up my tie. "You're going to need to get this back."

"Hey!" My voice broke.

He smirked at me and walked away. I was still leaning against the wall unable to move much. I tried moving my arm to push off the wall only to remember that my hands were tied together. I cursed under my breath and made my way towards my clothes. I was going to take another shower but I couldn't do that with my hands tied up.

"Bladdy bastard didn't need to make it so hard to untie this damn thing." I mumbled as I awkwardly searched for my wand (the wooden one).

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"Harry! Where have you been mate?"

"I was taking a shower, Ron." I answered.

"And I take it the shower faught back?"

I shrugged. What was I going to say anyway? Hermione was smart enough not to believe whatever story I cooked up. I didn't have time to heal my cuts and bruises and honestly, I wasn't sure I wanted to heal them. But I definitely was not going to tell them the truth. That would mean admitting what my deepest desires were.

"Harry! What happened to you?"

"I'm okay Ginny. Don't worry love." I kissed Ginny's cheek.

Ginny frowned. "You don't look fine."

"Where's your tie, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Must have forgotten it. Look it's nothing to worry about. I'm fine just tired. Goodnight guys." I sighed and walked away.

"We need to find out who beat him up." Ron said.

I shook my head as their voices faded. Blaise was right, daydreaming was not good for me. As I was walking back to my dorm room the cool air sent shivers up my spine and I found myself wanting to be back in the locker room with Blaise. I sighed as I flopped myself onto my bed.

I wanted to stop thinking about my encounter with Blaise. I wanted to think about anything else. At the same time, I wanted to feel it all again. I touched my fingers to the scab forming on my lip. I hadn't looked at the damage Blaise had left because I was a bit hesitant to see the marks all over my neck and shoulders. I decided that I wasn't going to show up tomorrow. I wasn't going to give Blaise the satisfaction of thinking he could order me around like some puppet.

*~* Change POV *~*

"Blaise, where did you run off to?"

"Nowhere Pansy." I waved her off.

"Lost your tie again Blaise. Or was it taken?"

"Lost it. What is with you guys?"

Draco and Pansy shrugged. I sighed and slumped down on the couch. My right hand was stuffed in my pocket as I held onto the tie I basically stole. I smirked at the image that flashed through my mind when I closed my eyes. Harry had looked so... I couldn't find the right word.

"Looks like someone is in a great mood. Care to share why?" Draco poked my shoulder.

I opened one eye to look at him and Pansy standing over me. "I just had a great time."

Pansy frowned. "Who was the tramp this time?"

"None of your concern."

"Does it have something to do with you losing your tie?" Draco asked.

I smirked. They knew that I was into bondage. I went out with Pansy for a whole year and she always complained because she wanted control. That's why I broke it off with her. Naturally, she couldn't keep her mouth shut so now all of Slytherin knew. Draco poked my arm again.

"You know better than to ask me that Draco."

Pansy huffed. "I don't believe you. Where's the proof? You always take something."

I rolled my eyes. The actions of my two friends had started to draw a crowd. Did I really want them to know who I was with? I know that I really didn't owe Pansy anything. I could just tell Draco later when we went to our dorm. Pansy was always asking for proof because she couldn't believe that I was perfectly fine without her. She was always jealous of whoever I slept with. Always looking to cause trouble. She had cut Astoria's hair while she slept because I had slept with her a week after I broke up with Pansy.

A wicked smile grew on my face. I didn't have to tell them it was a guy that I slept with. But I could just imagine the frenzy Pansy would go into if she found out I screwed someone from a different house. I could only imagine the look of horror on her face and that was enough motivation for me to give her my "proof". My mind was swirling with a sense of pride.

"You want proof? Here." I pulled the tie out of my pocket and tossed it at her.

I hoped that Harry didn't write his name on it and I realized that I should have checked first. Pansy's expression of shock was priceless though. I looked at Draco to see a similar expression of shock on his face. My smirk only grew as I realised that there was no name on the tie.

"They're a Gryffindor!?" Pansy yelled.

"The best sex I've ever had sweetheart." I shrugged and snatched back the tie.

"You just stole that." Draco frowned.

"Well duh. They wouldn't have let me take it if they weren't already tied up." I rolled my eyes. "What does it matter anyway? I had fun and I'm pretty sure they did too."

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