"Let's get something clear. Yes, you are my prisoner - the Dark Lord's - whatever you want to call it. And yes, I do take what I want, but you are the one who said yes. You told me yourself you wanted it to happen again as well. So tell me Granger, what is it that I've taken without asking?", his eyes dug into hers like daggers. He's right. He hasn't "taken" anything without asking. Fuck. I screwed up.