Merula had gotten used to being around you, learning to lower her guard and try to be nicer. But something bothered her. You and Barnaby had grown awfully closer than usual and she felt… jealous.

It was obvious you liked him. You liked a boy. She’s not a boy. Barnaby was a sweet guy and she knew he would treat you right, but it still hurt.

You were hanging out in the Slytherin common room one night with Merula, Barnaby and Ismelda. She couldn’t help but glare whenever Barnaby made you laugh…