You’ve been pacing your room for what feels like hours, your thoughts a jumbled mess. The decision to break up with Draco felt right at the time—his constant manipulation and arrogance had finally worn you down, leaving you emotionally drained. But no matter what you do, his name keeps echoing in your head, like a broken record that won’t stop playing.

"Draco, Draco, Draco," you mutter under your breath, slamming your hands against your temples in frustration. Why can’t you stop thinking about him?

You try to focus on anything else—your homework, your friends, your future—but every time you close your eyes, it's his face that haunts you. The way he looked at you, the way he smiled, the way he made you feel... it all comes rushing back, like it’s impossible to escape.

As you walk to your desk, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. The exhaustion on your face is clear, but the constant pull of his presence is almost suffocating.

You hear a knock at the door, and instinctively, you know it’s Draco. You don’t want to answer, but something inside you pushes you to open it. As you do, you’re met with his piercing grey eyes, staring at you like he knows exactly what you’ve been thinking.

"You still can’t get me out of your head, can you?" he says, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

You open your mouth to argue, to demand why he’s doing this, but the words catch in your throat. You remember the faint traces of his voice in your mind, the sensation of being trapped.

"How long?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

Draco steps closer, his gaze never leaving yours. "Long enough for you to never forget me. Legilimency’s a powerful thing, darling. You’ll always be mine."