Hell hath no wrath

Disclaimer: No, I do not own anything

She is in her 5th year when she finally goes for what she deserves: revenge!

Marcus was done at the Pitch, he was showered and walking back to the Common Room, his dark hair still moist since he had not bothered with drying it properly. As he passed down the hallway in the Transfiguration Wing he heard a door creak open to his right and before he knew what was happening, ropes shot out, wrapped themselves around his wrists, legs and midsection and started pulling him into the classroom. With force he was pulled into a chair and the ropes tied him down. As the door slammed shut Marcus looked around the seemingly empty room.

He struggled against the binds, this could only be a joke, maybe the Gryffindors, he had no idea Wood would pull a stunt like this nor that he knew magic like this.

"When I get my hands on you!"

His voice was low and a growl, all he knew to do in a situation was to intimidate and try and seem bigger than the opponent.

"Is that a promise?"

He almost pulled a muscle trying to spot the owner of the voice, it was silky, soft and cold and more importantly: it was female.

"What in Hades are you playing at?"

She stepped out from the shadows, raven black hair to just below the shoulder, sparkling blue eyes, slender figure and a few years younger than him.

"I'm not playing, I'm very serious!"

A small smile was on her lip as she moved closer, her wand in her hand. She tilted her head, looking at him with a piercing gaze. Marcus growled

"Release me or…"

She chuckled

"Or what?"

He struggled against the binds, there was no breaking them without magic and he could not reach his wand at present time.

"You witches are crazy!"

Her eyes flashed as she flicked her wand, ropes shot up from behind him, wrapping themselves around his throat and pulled his head back. He felt her straddle his lap before she came into vision, her fingers entangled themselves in his hair and her wand poked the skin of his throat.

"Some might be but don't generalize"

Running the tip of her tongue over her lower lip she smiled sweetly at him before leaning in, slowly brushing her lips against his. As he flinched she grabbed his hair firmer.

"Behave!"

Brushing against his lips again, she traced hers against the stubble on his cheek and jaw, down his neck to the nape where she placed a gentle kiss. Trailing up his neck to his ear she felt him struggle, his breathing was harder, ragged. She smiled and looked at him, eyeing his face while gently sucking on her bottom lip. Her eyes sparkled as she saw the rage being disappearing in his.

"Untie me!"

His voice was thick but she merely chuckled while shaking her head, leaning in she ran her lips over his again, he pulled against the bonds and her hold, she laughed again, pulling back again.

"No…"

He glared at her, a growl low in his throat told her that he did not like being denied a request but she didn't care, she was holding all the cards. Running her hands down his torso she pursed her lips, he was firm, hard and muscular, exactly like she had imagined. As she shifted she felt a very obvious sign that her teasing was working, she smirked as she adjusted herself on his lap.

"Oh my, I guess I am doing something right…"

He glared at her, a sneer curling his lip.

"Untie me and you'll find out!"

She giggled

"I don't think so…"

Starting to undo his tie she pushed his robe of his shoulders before unbuttoning his shirt, tracing her fingertips over his skin she laughed as goose bumps started to form, she gave him a teasing look.

"You're always so serious, so cold and distant, turns out – you're human after all!"

He shifted uncomfortably in the chair and she reached down, undoing his belt and his trousers, she pulled out his very much erect member. Wrapping her hand around it she felt the size and firmness of it before stroking it a few times. He reacted almost immediately, a gasp escaped his lips and she adjusted herself, lowering herself onto him. She breathed deeply as he was buried to the hilt. As she started riding him she heard him moan again, undoing the rope around his neck she grabbed his hair and pulled him into a kiss. She felt, again, him struggling against the binds but there was no breaking them, she was strong enough, magically, to hold him. Through her foggy mind she tried to deny that she liked this kind of control, she kind of understood him a bit more now.

Pulling her top of she pressed her chest against his and the touching of their skins took her breath away. It didn't take too long before they were both done and as she looked at him, she noticed his eyes were darker than normal. Dismounting him she felt a pang, maybe was this a dangerous game she had gotten herself into but there was no undoing it now. Redoing her clothes she kept a cool posture before placing a small kiss on his cheek.

"That was fun, we should do that again sometime…"

As she turned to leave, he spoke.

"Untie me and I'll bend you over that desk right now!"

She turned and smirked at him.

"I don't think so…"

At the door she flicked her wand and Marcus found himself free and though he was dressed in seconds, before he made it into the hallway, she was nowhere to be seen.