you and your boyfriend have been dating for about two weeks now- a fortnight, to be exact. but it feels like you’re both in a toxic relationship. just thinking about him makes you cry, and not of happiness…

your boyfriend, as always, is 20 feet away from you. sat by himself on the other side of professor slughorn’s potions class. over the last week you feel like he’s been treating you worse and worse. it almost feels like he’s quietly committing treason. it almost feels like you don’t know him anymore. it feels like he might end things with you soon. as the lesson ends, you pick your things up and run over to tom before he manages to slip out of your fingers. he stares at you, quietly…