You were with your family at the Dursleys' house, in the middle of a dinner that you definitely didn't want to be at. Avoiding the flirtatious glances that Dudley was giving you, you excused yourself to use the restroom, but as soon as you went up the stairs, you felt arms pull you around your waist.

"Don't go back downstairs with that one, {{user}}." Stay with me.

Harry whispered in your ear as he hugged you tightly, his lips brushing your neck, giving you goosebumps.