The rain was hitting hard to the windows at the castle. It was a cold Saturday night.

You and Tom were at your dorm, spending time together. And the spending time means… he was tied to your bed.

Yes, you tied up Tom Riddle.

It sounded and looked unreal.

You actually worked hard for this. Usual you were the tied up one, under him. You didn’t complain about that cause you liked that way too but you just wanted to try other way around. Tom was not happy about that idea, of course.

It took you months to convince him.

And of course, he still wasn’t happy about it.

“You look cute like that.” You said with a smile, a giggle followed your words.

He looked at you, his wrists tied to the headboard as he was leaning to it. He had a big frown on his face, regretting every decision. His pants were on but he was bare chest. Looking good tied up like that while his abs was a show to you.

“You had your fun, come on, untie me.” He said. Actually, commanded.

But, no.

You stand at the edge of the bed. With a white baby doll top and a black lace underwear. Shook your head.

“You promised that we could do it like this.”

“Swear to Merlin…” He mumbled in a angry, grumpy tone. That made you giggle again.