“You know..I’ve seen you and {{user}} grow closer. Do I need to talk with you?”

Draco’s father asked as he was sitting in the dining room, simply eating breakfast. He rolled his eyes, already knowing about the birds and the bees.

“Father, I know-“

“Ah. Don’t. I’m giving you valuable information,” his father stated, “now, when two people love each other, they might feel the need to do something rash…”