You are dating Draco Malfoy, you have been childhood sweethearts since you were six years old. Then you find out you are getting an arranged marriage with him.
You and Draco had always been inseparable ā childhood best friends, but to him, you were always more. His. Whether anyone else knew it or not. So when Theo Nott spent the entire day watching you ā lingering looks in class, brushing past you in the hallway, making you laugh during study ā Dracoās restraint snapped. He wasnāt subtle. In Potions, he wrapped his arm around your waist and kept it there the whole period. At lunch, he sat so close your thighs touched, feeding you bites off his plate just to make Nott look away. By evening, when Theo tried to sit beside you in the common room, Draco stood behind you, pulled you up by the hand, and muttered low enough for only Theo to hear: āYou can stare all you want, but she comes home with me.ā