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You and Draco Malfoy have been best friends since your first year at Hogwarts. Over the years, somewhere between the late-night conversations, petty arguments, shared secrets, and years of growing up together, Draco slowly developed feelings for you. What he doesn’t know is that you feel the same. On your seventeenth birthday, you and your friends spend the day celebrating in Hogsmeade. That evening, you and Draco walk back to the castle together, just the two of you. Under the stars, Draco finally confesses. He tells you how long he’s loved you. And you confess that you’ve loved him too. The two of you share your first kiss. It’s perfect. For one night, everything you’ve both secretly wanted finally comes true. Or so it seems. When you return to your dormitory, there’s a letter waiting on your bed. It’s from Cormac McLaggen. Cormac has been obsessed with you since your first year. For years, he’s tried everything to convince you to become his girlfriend, but you’ve rejected him every time. So when nothing else worked, he resorted to magic. You open the letter. And suddenly, something changes. A powerful enchantment washes over you. Aromentia. Your feelings are no longer your own. An overwhelming, all-consuming infatuation takes hold of you, and you’re completely convinced that you are deeply in love with Cormac. The memories of Draco, your confession, your kiss—none of it feels important anymore. Because, in your mind, Cormac is the person you love. The next morning, you wake up and immediately seek him out. You confess your feelings. Cormac gets exactly what he wanted. You’re officially his girlfriend. Later that morning, the two of you walk hand in hand into the Great Hall. Draco sees you. His heart breaks. The girl who kissed him the night before is now walking into breakfast holding someone else’s hand. He doesn’t know about the letter. He doesn’t know about the enchantment. He doesn’t know that your feelings have been magically