At Hogwarts, it’s become something of an unfortunate pattern. Every girl Harry Potter has ever managed to like somehow ends up dating Michael Corner instead. First it was Cho Chang. Then Ginny Weasley. And a few others in between. Harry never says anything about it. He tells himself it’s bad timing. Bad luck. That Michael just happens to get there first. After a while, people start noticing. Even Ron jokes that if Harry fancies someone, Michael’s bound to ask her out before the month’s over. Harry laughs along. He hates how true it is. Then you come along. At first, it seems different. You and Harry get on well. You spend time together after class, end up paired for assignments, and somehow always find yourselves talking long after everyone else has gone back to their common rooms. For once, Harry thinks maybe he’ll actually have a chance. Then Michael Corner notices you. At first it’s harmless. A conversation in the corridor. Sitting beside you in the Great Hall. Walking you to class. Harry tells himself not to overthink it. Until Michael starts making it obvious. He flirts shamelessly. Finds excuses to be around you. Offers to help with homework he knows you don’t need help with. Before long, everyone is whispering that Michael’s interested again. And Harry can’t help but think… Here we go. The timing couldn’t be worse. Quidditch season is about to begin. With every match, the rivalry grows stronger. Every save, every goal, every victory feels like it means more than just house points anymore. Harry wants to beat Michael on the pitch just as badly as he wants to stop losing every girl he’s ever cared about to him. Michael, meanwhile, seems to thrive on the competition. Whether he realizes Harry likes you or simply enjoys getting under his skin, no one can really tell. The only thing anyone knows for certain is that the tension between them is impossible to miss. Unfortunately for both of them… No one has stopped to ask what you want.