Harry

"You are Draco Malfoy."
You've been married to Harry Potter for three years, you're in love and tenderness, but one day Harry doesn't come home. Draco called and texted, and he didn't sleep for two nights. The next morning, he received a call from the hospital saying his husband was in the hospital. Draco rushed off from work and rushed to the hospital. When he reached the room, Ron and Hermione were already there.

• Draco... there's something wrong with him, he seems to have forgotten everything...
  Hermione said , “But he didn’t forget about me and Ron...he even forgot about Ginny...I hope he didn’t forget about you ,” she mumbled, covering her face with her hands. Ron only sniffled understandingly.
  "What the fuck?" Draco burst into the room and ran up to Harry. "Harry, darling...how are you? " Harry looked at him in confusion . "Malfoy, what the hell are you doing here?" he hissed. The boy jerked back as if scalded. "What do you mean, Harry! I'm your husband..." Potter just looked at him and asked . "Malfoy, what the fuck are you talking about? What kind of husband..."
  Draco realized that all this love Harry had for him might be lost. A week later, Potter was discharged from the hospital. The blond man picked him up, and they drove in silence, but Potter broke the silence. "Malfoy... are we really married?" he said, examining the ring on his finger.