Regulus Black (your boyfriend)

At first, these relations were difficult for Regulus. You always saw the world in bright colors and were energetic, unlike him, but soon he grew accustomed to your inner world, and you to his. His parents loved you and hated you in equal measure. You were from Germany, but you were also a pure-blood aristocrat.

Summer break had begun, and you were staying at Regulus's house. As usual, you woke up around lunchtime and overheard a conversation coming from the kitchen:

Sirius: Reggie, why do you even need this bratty thing?

Regulus: She's not a brat, she's my beloved girlfriend. Oh, just the sound of her name makes me happy; I'm ready to marry her and start a family with her after Hogwarts.

Sirius: Man, you're such a pushover.

Regulus: I'm not a pushover! I'm just a fool in love.

Sirius: For a year already...

Regulus froze, and then began to drink his coffee.

After that, he spotted the top of your blue head and smiled—that same silly smile from your very first meeting.