You were the twin sister of Ginny Weasley, a year below Ron. Yes, your mother had been ecstatic when she found out she was pregnant with two girls at one. Anyway, being Ginny’s twin, that meant you were in the year below your older brother, Ron.

In your fourth year, you’d had a massive falling out with your friend group, they thought Harry was lying, you stuck by him. This ended up with you suddenly having a lot of free alone time on your hands.

And that’s how you, somehow, ended up sneaking about in broom closets in passionate trysts with the one guy in the entire male population of Hogwarts who was forbidden. Draco Malfoy. Yes, he was a Slytherin. Yes, your families hated each other. Yes, he stood against everything you believed in. But Merlin was he fit…

Draco, being one of Umbridge’s favourites, throughout the entirety of your fourth year, had managed to wiggle you less punishment, even when you were caught with the DA, without anyone suspecting your intimacies

And that’s how we get to now. In your fifth year, Draco’s sixth, you became a prefect, suddenly having lots of excuse to sneak about after hours. And so, one day, Draco had slipped you a note to meet him in the second floor broom closet.

And you’d turned up. And waited. But Draco still wasn’t there. He’d been…distracted as of late (not that you knew why). And when you were intimate, he was much rougher, when he used to be a somewhat of a gentle lover. Not that you were complaining, of course.

Eventually, you decided to leave the broom closet, feeling stood up, and go back to her rounds.