I am writing this because MommeeyMilkers asked for a part 3. Don't ask why she/he/they just needed a part three.

I guess you can thank her/him/them if you enjoy it, lol. Anyway hope you all enjoy it and comment and vote.

BDSM/SmUt warning... But this one will also be kinda fluffy.
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Ginny and I had been broken up for about two months now. Neither Hermione nor Ron seem to understand why I'm so okay with it. For friends who have been involved in a lot of stuff during my life I realise that they don't really know me all that well. Besides any of that, how do I tell them that I'm in l..

"Harry. Earth to Harry."

"Sorry." I laughed a bit.

"Daydreaming..."

"Isn't good for me. I know, Blaise." I scratched the back of my head and smiled awkwardly.

"What's got you so distracted? You're not normally like this when you're with me?" Blaise frowned.

"I'm sorry. It's just... Nothing."

"Harry seriously. Don't make me string you up naked in front of the whole school. Just tell me."

"Why so interested all of a sudden?" I asked.

"Because when you're with me your attention needs to be on me and only me." Blaise growled at me.

"What do you tell Malfoy and Parkinson? Whenever you leave them?" I asked.

"I tell them that I'm going to meet someone. At first they asked who all the time and I would just shrug." Blaise raised an eyebrow at me. "Why?"

"I'm getting tired of sneaking around and lying." I shrugged.

"Is it because you're gay or because it's me?"

"Neither? Both? Blaise, I keep coming back because of you. It does matter to me who it is."

"So I still haven't been forgiven for that fuck up?" It didn't seem like a question, but I nodded my head in response. "Harry how many times do I have to say I'm sorry? Do you want me to buy you flowers? Be romantic?"

"How much do you even know about me?"

Blaise grunted. "You overthink way too much. This is why daydreaming isn't good for you."

He stood up and lifted me to my feet. He kissed me before turning around and leaving. His gentleness had left me too dumbstruck to complain about him not answering my question. I would have never thought he had that side to him.

I sighed and headed back to my common room. Pretty much everyone had gone to Hogsmead. I sighed again as I laid back on the couch. I had fallen in love with Blaise that's why I was so distracted. I didn't know how to keep things seperated and I was pretty sure Blaise didn't want anything more than what we have. But that's why it mattered to me.

I'd always catch him smiling at me when we ate. Although, he left me unable to walk most times I still wanted more of him. My heart got attached much faster than my mind, but now I couldn't stop thinking about him. I knew a lot about him. Most people would consider it stalking but that's not the case. I just paid extra attention to him when he was close. It made me scared and I couldn't talk to anyone.

"So are we still pretending that you're sleeping around with different people?"

I jumped. "Her... Hermione."

"I want the truth, Harry." Hermione sat down next to me.

"Wh... What tru... Thruth about what?" I shook my head as I fumbled with my words.

"You think I didn't notice? From that first day you were acting different. After the quidditch match something happened. I want to know what." Hermione frowned.

"N... Nothing..."

"Harry I'm not stupid. Just tell me."

"I... ammm... I never really liked Ginny. It's not because she's Ron's sister. It's because she's a girl." I had to stop myself from cowering back. "She wouldn't stop nagging me so I agreed to go out with her but..."

"You're gay. Okay fine that makes sense. But what happened after the quidditch match?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing." I shrugged.

"Bullshit, Harry. You've been sleeping with a Slytherin. I know that because there's no way it's a different person each time. Because I know you would never do that. Since you're gay it's not because of the breakup with Ginny." Hermione frowned and I actually cowered back. "The truth now or I will find a way to force it out of you."

"Ron was right, you are definitely scary. Fine, but please don't tell anyone. Yes, I've been sleeping with a Slytherin. Yes, it happened after the quidditch match. What happened only solidified the fact that I'm gay. Besides, I think I'm in love with him but I'm not exactly sure." I held my hands up in surrender.

"How are you not sure? Either you do or you don't. Idiot! I guess you're not going to tell me who it is." I shook my head. "Well, if you're happy then I'm happy for you. If I find out who and he hurts you then I'm going to hex him."

"Soo... You're okay with me being gay? And possibly being in love with a Slytherin?" I questioned.

"Of course silly. You're my best friend. I was only worried that you had gotten yourself into some sort of trouble again and that's why you've been acting weird. I will find out who he is anyway." Hermione smiled and gave me a hug.

"Please just don't tell anyone about it." I whispered and hugged her back.

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Blaise hasn't stopped staring at me. Even though I really haven't looked up at him I noticed it through the corner of my eye. He hasn't eaten one thing and I'm getting a little worried.

"Something wrong with your lover?" Hermione nugged me.

"Hermione!?" I whisper yelled.

"I didn't choose to sit next to you for nothing you idiot." Hermione rolled her eyes. "I'm going to find out who it is. You have been eyeing the Slytherin table this whole time and you haven't eaten much."

"Just don't say stuff like that so loud." I pleaded.

"Oh please. You're overreacting. I never drew anyone's attention. Unless you want me to make a real scene."

I sighed and banged my head on the table. "I'm done eating. See you later."

I shoved some food into a make-shit bundle for Blaise and left. I didn't really know where I was going until I found myself standing outside the room of requirement. I sighed and was about to turn and leave when a hand wrapped around my waist. I almost panicked and hexed the person behind me until I heard that laugh.

"You really shouldn't..."

"Daydream?" I questioned.

"Yes, Harry. If you know what I'm going to say why do you keep doing it?" Blaise whispered softly.

"Because without you I've got nothing better to focus my attention on?" It came out as a question because I wasn't sure if that sounded too needy.

Blaise laughed and opened a door that appeared in front of me. "Let's fix that shall we."

I swallowed the lump in my throat as we stepped into the room and Blaise shut the door. I was greeted with a king size bed, some shackles and various other objects, all lit by candlelight. Blaise took the things I had in my hands and dropped them onto a table where the door was.

"Undress and get on the bed." Blaise ordered.

"What if I refuse?"

"It's adorable how you ask that. As if you were given a choice." Blaise picked me up and dropped me onto the bed. "Clothes off, now. I won't tell you again."

I nodded my head and did what he said. He licked his lips and kissed me. He grabbed one of my arms and tied it down then did the same to the other one. I frowned at him and he smirked then winked at me.

"I told you, I don't want to be tied up. It's not fair you asshole."

"You have no say in the matter." Blaise deadpanned.

"Oh bite me that's bullshit." I mumbled.

Blaise smirked. "That's exactly what I plan on doing, Harry."

He bit my bottom lip and if my hands weren't tied up I would have face palmed. I'd be lying if I said I hated the way he made me feel though.

Blaise did what he does best. He made his way over my body leaving love bites wherever he could... Correction wherever he felt like. He was getting a lot better at locating all my weak spots. Torturously good at toying with my body and making me crave more. I only noticed the cock ring around my dick when I felt like I was close to the edge. I whined at the feeling and annoyance of the obstacles - the shackles holding me in place, and the ring keeping me from cumming.

"Blaise... Please." I moaned when he kissed my dick.

He hadn't even completely undressed himself and he already had me begging him. I felt him smile against my skin as he made his way back up my body. He lingered by my neck, finding all the right places and leaving more marks, making me moan and strain against the shackles even more.

"If I let you release without me then I'll have to punish you." Blaise whispered in my ear.

"I don't care." I panted. "Fuck me or let me cum."

Blaise chuckled. He removed the cock ring and took my dick into his hand. My back arched and my eyes shut as he touched me. I wanted more. I wanted him but I couldn't hold back. I let out a loud moan as I climaxed. I heard Blaise tisk as his weight was lifted off the bed. I didn't want to open my eyes. I didn't want to know what he was doing, but the room became deadly silent and I started to worry.

"Blaise?"

I heard a small chuckle as I opened my eyes. "You know, Harry, the fact that you're somewhat of an exhibitionist is heaven sent. I do plan on exploiting that."

Before I could say anything a flash of light forced me to close my eyes and turn my head. Another flash of light followed by a click. Then I could feel Blaise's weight on the bed next to me.

"To think I can reduce the saviour to this." Blaise whispered.

I opened both my eyes and stared at Blaise in shock. He had taken a picture of me. I couldn't even say that it wasn't me because I had been facing him when the first flash went off.

"Bl..."

"Don't worry, Harry. This is just for me. A little souvenir if you will." Blaise smirked. "A reminder that I need to punish you later. So, where was I?"

Blaise kissed me hard before I could say anything. I felt my waist being lifted and Blaise started touching me again. I let out a soft moan when I felt him push into me. Like always he waited a few seconds before moving. He bit my neck as he increased his speed, both with his hand and his hips. He brought me to the edge a second time and we climaxed together. The pure bliss coursing through me made me black out.

*~*~* Change POV *~*~*

Harry passed out under me and I couldn't help but smile. I kissed him softly and untied his wrists. As much as he may protest I know he kind of enjoys it. I pulled the covers over his exposed body and kissed his forehead.

"I love you, more than you could know." I whispered.

I saw him take some food earlier so I went to the table and looked through the pile of stuff. I was really hungry now and regretted not eating earlier. I almost laughed when I realised that there was some kind of preserving spell on the food. I picked at a few things that were there, not really liking most of the choices. "Gryffindor's really didn't have great choices."

"Blaise?"

I looked up at Harry. He gave me a lopsided, half-asleep, goofy smile. He then patted the bed and I raised an eyebrow at him. His smile faulted for a moment when I didn't move.

"Come sit here." Harry pouted.

"Thought you were sleeping." I deadpanned.

"Please can you come here?" Harry asked.

He looked really sad when I still didn't move. I shrugged and walked over to the bed. His smile slowly returned the closer I got. I sat on the edge with my back turned to him and I could hear the disappointment in his voice.

"I didn't know what you would like so..."

"It's fine I guess. Thanks." I cut him off.

"I don't understand you. Did I do something wrong?"

I shook my head. All he did was be himself, but I couldn't tell him that I was in love with him. He had said that the person was what mattered, but there was really nothing special about me. Still he had never denyed me. I had overheard him after breakfast talking to Granger. And I hadn't been able to stop thinking about it. I figured if he had stayed asleep I would have had time to figure it out.

"Blaise. You've been staring at..."

"Why did you tell Granger?"

"What?"

"I heard you talking to Granger. Why did you tell her about this? About... Us? I haven't..."

Harry slapped me. "Would you rather I told her that you meant nothing to me? You know what. Fuck you Blaise. I meant what I said. It... You matter to me and Merlin be damned if I lie about it. Hermione found out on her own that I was sleeping with one person. She put the pieces together herself. All I did was admit that I'm gay. I never told her it was you specifically because I haven't spoken to you about it."

He sighed and I felt the bed shift. I turned to face him and was shocked to see that he had tears in his eyes. He was staring down at the bed rather than looking at me. I reached over and he stepped back.

"Figure out what you want Blaise. Because it's clearly not me." Harry turned his back to me. "I'm not letting you use my body anymore because honestly... my heart can't take the pain that comes with it."

My mind and body froze over. I hadn't realised how attached he had gotten to me. I was so wrapped up in my own feelings and fears. This whole time I hadn't stopped to think about his. Harry dressed himself and walked in front of me. His arms were wrapped around my neck and he kissed me softly.

"You matter because I love you Blaise. You know where to find me when you figure out what you want." Harry whispered.

"I want you." I responded.

"No you don't Blaise. At least not the way I want you. I'm sorry I just can't do this anymore." Harry kissed me again and then left.

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"Blaise, what the hell is wrong with you!?"

"Hmm. Draco?"

"Seriously?" He whisper yelled. "Potter of all fucking people?"

"I don't follow." I frowned.

"Hell I get it. You wanted to stick it to Pansy. But why the fuck would you stick it in Potter?" Draco frowned at me.

"You really suck with words." I sighed.

"Well fuck you too asshole, but I want the truth. Why are you sleeping with Potter? Stop acting stupid. The idiot wrote his name on his freaking tie." Draco rolled his eyes.

"No..." Draco raised an eyebrow. "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"I cast a concealing spell when I saw his name on the tie because of Pansy." Draco rolled his eyes again. "I figured it was a joke, but you never said anything. Then I figured maybe you broke into the wrong locker. Or maybe it was the Weasellette, but she wasn't the one who walked through the school wearing a fucking Slytherin tie. Your Slytherin tie. I thought maybe it got mixed up, but you had his tie in your pocket. Then you would stare at him and other small stuff."

"You thought I was using him for something, didn't you?" Draco nodded. "That makes sense. I was at first just using him."

"What happened?"

"I fell in love with him." I shrugged.

Draco sighed and shook his head. "You're joking right?"

I shook my head and looked towards the Gryffindor table. "I really love him, but I fucked up again. So, you knew all this time and you didn't say anything?"

"Only because I'm your best friend you wanker. Least you could have done was tell me the truth." Draco huffed.

"Doesn't make much of a difference now."

"Why?"

"I waited too long to tell him how I felt."

Draco slapped the back of my head. "Your kinky ass will come up with something. Just make sure you tell Pansy after you've fixed things. Or else there will be no hope."

I frowned and rubbed my head. "I hate you."

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"I just have one question. You're not sleeping with Draco Malfoy are you? Because that would be a disaster."

I choked on my pumpkin juice. "Ew! What in Merlin's name would make you think that?"

Hermione shrugged. "He hasn't been looking for arguments with you. And he has actually come and apologized to me. It's true. I mean it can't be... Oh. My. Merlin! Blaise!?"

"Hermione shut up!" I covered her mouth.

"Yommm hmmmhmmm hmmm bhimm!" Hermione tried. (You're sleeping with Blaise!)

"Yes, okay? Yes. Can you just not say anything?" I sighed.

Hermione smacked my hand away. "So what happened? You haven't snuck out in the past four days and you've been on time to class. You clearly aren't sneaking off to see him."

"I fell in love with him. I don't think he feels the same way though." I shrugged.

I was grateful that she didn't push me for more answers. Ginny, on the other hand, basically stretched over the table and slapped me. It drew the attention of those who were immediately around us.

"So you broke up with me for a guy. AnD you TOLD HeRmIoNe!?" Ginny yelled at me.

I wanted to beg Ginny to not say anything, but no sound would come out. I was too stunned and becoming more embarrassed.

"I loved you Harry! And you chose a GUY over me! A Slytherin guy none the less!"

"Gin..."

"Don't 'Gin' me. If you were GAY you should have just told me. You're such a selfish jerk!"

The crowd of people paying attention had grown. I had never wanted to hurt Ginny, but I did deserve some of what she said. As for being called selfish... I know I didn't deserve that. Neither was I leaving it like this.

"No, Ginny! Yes, I am gay okay. I did try to tell you, over and over again. You never listened to me or gave me a chance to speak. You say I'm selfish yet you've just told everyone MY secret." I took a deep breath. "I know I wronged you, but you are utterly insufferable to deal with at your best moments."

I left the Hall so there was no room for conversation. If I had listened to that stupid hat I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't have to hide the identity of the guy I love. My feet carried me to the quidditch pitch and I sighed. This had all happened because of a quidditch game. Maybe if I had gotten to Malfoy in time and stopped that bludger I wouldn't be in this situation. A serious misunderstanding that lead to...

"You're daydreaming again, Harry." The warm breath of air gave me goosebumps.

Hands wrapped around my waist and lips touched my shoulder. I turned around to say something, but I wasn't given the chance because I was immediately pulled into a kiss. Blaise tightened his arms around me and pulled me closer to him. There was something different in the way he kissed me. I pushed away from him and stepped back. I was a little surprised and disappointed to find no resistance for my action.

"What do you want?" I frowned.

"Well, my boyfriend was upset. I thought I could cheer him up a bit." Blaise shrugged.

"Well, go do that then and leave me alone."

"Harry, I was talking about you." Blaise sighed.

"So I'm your boyfriend now?"

"Yes. If you'll have me." Blaise stepped closer to me.

"I'm not in the mood for games." I mumbled.

"I'm not playing games, Harry. I love you." Blaise sighed and wrapped his arms around my waist again. "Give me a chance to prove it to you. That's all I ask."

I sighed and nodded my head. Blaise surprised me again when he smiled and kissed me. There wasn't anything urgent about it although it lasted long enough to make us both breathless. Blaise had his eyes closed as he rested his head on mine.

"Do you want to meet up later? Maybe go somewhere nice?"

"Are you suggesting a date?"

Blaise chuckled and nodded his head. "I mean that is what couples do regularly isn't it?"

I smiled. "Sure. I'd love to. On one condition."

"I'm listening."

"Skip the rest of the day with me."

Blaise smirked. "I have a few ideas already."

He lifted me as easily as ever and kissed me. I only realised after a few seconds that he wasn't heading back towards the castle. I squirmed in his arms trying to figure out what he was planning. As if he could read my mind he started laughing.

"I'd never really tie you up naked infront of the whole school, but... The quidditch field is rather exposed. I couldn't decide before whether I was going to punish you or reward you." Blaise's smirked and set me down on the grass. "I think a little of both is the best course of action."

I stared at him not sure if I could get myself out of this. Maybe I just didn't want to get out of it. Whatever he had planned I could deal with because it's him. He said he loves me and I believe him with all my heart.

"You're daydreaming again." Blaise whispered in my ear.

I hadn't realised he had gotten so close to me. I moved my hands and frowned. He had tied them behind my back again. Blaise smirked at me and kissed me. I didn't kiss him back so he bit my lower lip. I knew what he would say that's why I didn't say anything. "Daydreaming isn't good for you."

*~*~* Change POV *~*~*

I wanted to run to Harry's side when the Weasellette started yelling. Draco held me back though and honestly I was grateful he did. He let me leave after Harry at least. Pansy gave me a weird look as I passed her.

I followed Harry all the way to the quidditch field. He was so caught up in his thoughts I almost didn't want to interrupt him. He needed to know that I was there for him. He needed to know that he had my heart. He was also going to learn his lesson about daydreaming.

Even after telling Harry how I felt. Even after him realising I wasn't taking him back. He still ended up daydreaming. It made me more curious about what was going on in that head of his.

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