You were at a party with your best friend Pansy Parkinson and your boyfriend Tom Riddle. You’d been having fun and dancing with Pansy when all of a sudden, Tom walked up behind you and wrapped an arm around your waist. “What are you doing?” You whispered to him softly. Tom was never the kind of person to show affection to you around other people. “There are guys staring at you and I don’t like it. Only I’m allowed to stare at you like that.” He muttered back