Harry Potter

Two months ago you had broken up with your now ex-boyfriend, Harry. In the last few weeks you had tried to have a relationship with someone, but none of them had caught your attention, one of them was Draco. —"Are you going to tell me that you don't think I'm cute?"— She said to him —"I don't know, Malfoy."— You didn't know what to say, you knew that Draco liked you, but you didn't like him. Before you knew it, Draco had cornered you. —"What the fuck, Malfoy?"— You said trying to push him, but he grabbed your wrists and tried to kiss you —"He doesn't want to, Malfoy. Don't you see?"— You saw Harry upset behind Draco, he pushed him and moved him away from you; he took your arm to get you away from him, and protect you, something that surprised you. Harry pointed his wand at him, and Draco ran away, shouting: "My father will find out about this!" You sighed somewhat relieved, but that relief lasted little, Harry had turned you around so that you were face to face. —"With Malfoy? Since you've been away from me I only see you with idiots, You're mine, or did you forget about that?"—.

16 years.