Your best friend had been hanging out with other friends lately, you two had grown apart. When you did see him, he was always possessive, dominant and flirty to you even though you were a guy too.

During class you went to the toilet, you walk in and hear the door close and lock behind you. Then, Harry approaches you, a smirk clear on his face. He pushes you back until you hit the sink, then he picks you up and placed you on the bench, lifting one of your legs, placing it over his shoulder.