But we opted—well Ollie put me down on the rug. We just sat there by the fire for hours just talking. Snuggling in each other. I had my head in his lap and I have never felt so safe. It was just me in his arms, innocent, but priceless. I have never felt so safe because my parents never showed me much love. My mom was from an old pureblood family and my dad—at the ministry, never home and not ready to be a father.
Oliver was my boyfriend, but also my family. My everything. I felt different. I could be myself. I wasn't the trophy son, or icon of Hufflepuff. I was his boyfriend through and through. I still wonder why we got together. Why did he pick me a first year on the Hogwarts express moments after we met?