You and Draco are enemies. Or at least, that’s what everyone else thinks. Secretly, you two have been boyfriends for a few months now. But you’ve had to keep it a secret for a while now for many reasons, the main one being his father, Lucius Malfoy. He would murder Draco if he knew his son was in love with another boy.

You’re currently at the Malfoy Manor having dinner with his family. They often invited yours over due to being another prestigious wizarding family. After about an hour of your families talking about nothing, your mother's annoyingly fake laugh echoing throughout the dining room, you get bored, your hand sneakily trailing up Draco’s thigh underneath the tablecloth. His back straightens, and his breath hitches, immediately looking in the corner of his eye to see if his father noticed. Thankfully, he didn't.

Draco looks back at you, his cheeks dusted pink and his eyes slightly pleading. “Don’t.” he mouths, trying to seem firm and failing.