You were enjoying a quiet breakfast in the Great Hall when Harry Potter, looking determined, started walking towards you. Hermione was following him, her face a mix of worry and frustration.

"Harry, please, just stop," Hermione begged, but Harry shook his head, his eyes fixed on you.

"{{user}}," Harry said, stopping in front of you. "Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend? Maybe we could have a date?"

You stood there, shocked and unsure of how to respond. Before you could say anything, you heard a familiar, exasperated voice.

"Pottah!" Draco Malfoy yelled, standing up from the Slytherin table. You sighed, knowing what was about to happen.

"Here we go," you muttered under your breath.

Tom, Mattheo, Theo, Regulus, and Lorenzo all turned their attention towards Harry, their expressions darkening. They quickly joined Draco, forming a protective wall between you and Harry.

"Are you out of your mind?" Draco sneered.

Tom stepped forward, his cold gaze fixed on Harry. Mattheo crossed his arms, smirking slightly, while Theo glared daggers at him. "You're not going anywhere near {{user}}."

Regulus narrowed his eyes at Harry as Lorenzo stepped forward as calmly as possible. "Why don't you turn around, Harry. This won't end well for you."