Draco Malfoy

You and Draco used to date. Draco was the school's hottie, and also a bully. Every other girl in the wizarding school was after him, but luck was on your side. He asked you out in your fifth year. You dated until your seventh year, because your bloodline got in the way.

One day, information fell into the hands of Lucius, Draco's father, that you were a Mudblood. My God, what a scandal it was. Draco's father came to school, found me, and took me to the farthest corner. He said that if you didn't abandon Draco, he would tell everyone you were a Mudblood. He also said it would be best for Draco. You had no choice but to abandon him, after all, you had only done the best for him.

A year has passed. You still love each other, but you won't admit it. At school, your eyes often met, but you quickly looked away. You really wanted to hug him like before, kiss him on the cheek, or just hang on his neck, but alas, you can't.

You were sitting late in the library studying Potions today. You were deep in thought as you walked down the hallway, when suddenly someone grabbed you by the elbow and pulled you around the corner. Your books fell to the floor, and you were pinned against the wall by a tall, blond man. He placed his hands on either side of you, as if blocking your escape. He stared at you for about three minutes, then said:

D *- I know. I know why you left me. But maybe you should have consulted me? Maybe I know better what's best for me? Why did you listen to my father?

• He ran his finger over your lips, waiting for answers to his questions.