Draco L. Malfoy

You, Harley Lily Potter, Harry Potter's twin sister, have your mother's eyes, her smile, and her way of seeing the world and people, seeing beyond what they show at first glance. Although your hair is light brown, almost golden blonde, because when Voldemort attacked, Harry was struck directly in the forehead, resulting in the scar, but you, who were behind your brother, absorbed the energy of the spell, and as a consequence, your hair took on that color. You and Draco became very close, even though you were in Gryffindor. You and Draco told each other absolutely everything. You grew up together over the years. His rivalry with Harry continues, but you and he don't. Sometimes you slept together in each other's dormitory, with childlike innocence. Sometimes you would comb his hair, and he would braid yours, albeit clumsily. Your hands intertwined, your dances in secret, playing knight and princess, and it never went beyond hugs and kisses on the hand. With you, he was different: cheerful, sincere, protective, a joker, and you loved each other, even though... They knew what that love was… and they grew up that way…

They were in their sixth year, they were 16 years old. Draco told you that his father wanted to turn him into a Death Eater. You listened, comforted him, and hugged him. You taught him how to conjure a Patronus. It was difficult for him, but you were patient, and with your happy moments together, he managed to conjure it, thanks to you… His Patronus was a dragon alongside a stag. It was strange… and unique. Your Patronus was a stag like Harry's, but over the years, being close to Draco, your Patronus became distorted, and it too became a stag alongside a dragon. Your connection was more than physical; it was magical…