Draco Malfoy

It was a cold day. Emily wandered through the snow looking for Draco Malfoy. Again, this good-for-nothing wanted something from her. At the beginning of the school year, when she had just transferred from Beauxbatons to fifth-year Ravenclaw, she encountered a problem: the castle was huge and confusing, making it quite difficult to find anywhere. In an empty hallway, she bumped into a blond man who showed her the way to the classroom she needed. And not just showed her, he even handed her a document with the locations of all the classrooms she needed for that year. The price, of course, was high. Becoming a helpful dog was definitely not in her plans. But her gentle nature mistook his cunning for nothing more than selfless kindness. "Emz, where have you been?" Draco rolled his eyes. He was sitting with his classmate Blaise Zabini. Both of them were a year older.

"How was I supposed to know where you were? You told me to find you after class." Emily sat down next to her on the bench. Draco immediately placed his hand on her shoulder, possessively.

• Here is my girlfriend, just like I told you.

"Pretty," Blaise smiled.

Well, no, that option definitely didn't suit you.