AN: Own nothing
AN2: I am still writing without a Beta so yeah – I am not perfect.

The following week; Marcus' kept himself busy with the team, his school and most of all: trying to find out who that girl was. After a Defence of the Dark Arts lesson, he was the last to pack up his things, to be honest, he was always first out of the classroom but today everything had gone wrong, his book bag was split down the side, his ink bottle spilled on the table, drowning all of his notes and there was no way in Hades he was repeating another year in the count of that. Repairing the bag he stuffed the last of him items into it and closed it before leaving his chair. Or rather: he would have if he could but he was glued to the chair, quite literally. Cursing under his breath he noticed he was alone in the classroom and not sure he knew a spell to undo this trick he growled as he pointed his wand at the seat of the chair and his pants.

"Sweet Salazar help me do this right"

A second later he wand flew from his hand and he heard it bounce of a table a few rows back.

"What in Hades?!"

A slender frame leaned against the door, arms crossed over her chest and her wand in her hand.

"Hey there loverboy"

"You!"

She chuckled

"Oh my, there's no tricking you, is there?"

Getting up, chair and all, Marcus started a mandatory waddle towards the girl but a second later the chair was slammed to the floor. She was pointing her wand at him.

"Tut tut!"

Shaking her head she pushed the door shut before locking it manually. Keeping her wand aimed at him she walked closer, slow, casual strides. Brush a stray of hair out of her eyes she eyed him over while biting her lip. A smile spread, curling her lip as she walked behind him, running the tips of her fingers over the back of his neck before entwining them in his hair, pulling his head back she chuckled in his ear.

"Ready for round two?"

He pulled against her, growling with a sneer on his face.

"Release me you crazy bitch!"

Suddenly he flew through the air, the chair separated from the seat of his pants and he landed flat on the floor, where he remained as she walked over, her wandhand shaking with what seemed to be anger. A sneer marred her normally delicate features as she spat at him

"Don't call me that!"

He tried to get up, with all his might but she had him pinned, magically, to the floor and there was no breaking the bind. She was neither weak nor mediocre, on the contrary. Watching her come closer he noticed her eyes flashing a soft tone of green but it was gone in a second so he shook it off as a result of the blow when he landed. She flicked her wand and he felt invisible chains around his wrist, ankles and around his waist. The imaginative steel was cold against his skin.

She smirked at him, a good dose of fear would be good just about now but she doubted he knew fear, at all, he could recall it in others but if he had the ability, she highly doubted it. Straddling him she ran the tips of her fingers over his chest, tugging lightly at his tie.

"Sooo…"

He glared at her to which she replied with a smile, licking her lips seductively before bending over, placing a light kiss on his lips. He turned his face away and she chuckled while rubbing against his groin, feeling a somewhat reaction almost immediately. With a smile on her lips she undid his tie and the first top buttons of his crisp white shirt. When he started struggling against the binds, she sat up straight with a pearly laugh. She watched him for the longest time, his shoulders creaked from the strain and without the bond around his waist he would have buckled her off him, but alas. With a sign she grabbed his hair again, leaning in and starring him straight in the face, locking eyes with him.

"It's no fun when you don't have a say, now is it?"

Her eyes flashed again and Marcus frowned, what was going on? He had never seen the girl before, he should have since they shared a house and a table and not to mention, there were many students at the school but not that many, they differed by a year or two so unless she was a transfer which hid in her dorm at all times, he figured that she was hiding her true identity.

"You're made your point, now get off me!"

She sat up straight with a shrill laugher that echoed through the room.

"Oh that's rich coming from you!"

With a sneer contorting her face she leaned in again, speaking through gritted teeth.

"Why should I obey you when you didn't? Even when I begged?"

Her eyes were now a dark shade of green, her cheeks were flushed and lips twisted in a permanent sneer. Marcus' eyes went wide before a frown furrowed at his brows.

"Who are you?"

She sat up again, clapping her hands with a mock expression on her face.

"Oh my, that took you some time to figure that one out"

Pointing her wand at herself she closed her eyes and her raven hair turned a light brown and shorter, freckles spread across her before pale cheeks, and as she opened her eyes they were green instead of the previous blue.

Marcus gave her a confused look to which she scoffed

"And you don't even know my name, now do you?"

She got up and off him, flicking her wand and releasing him. As he got to his feet he turned to look at her, her wand was aimed at him and she gave him a hard, cold look.

"I guess I was just some kind of entertainment one lonely Friday evening"

He looked her over before casting a fleeting look towards where his wand should be. When he met her eyes again she was smiling coldly.

"Sure, go ahead, I will be long gone before you find it!"

He looked at her again, longer and more intensely. Noticing the change of colours he frowned again.

"But you're a Huffie!"

She laughed lightly

"Oh yes, that you noticed, it doesn't make me weak you know, only underestimated"