Impervious
Prompt: involve your given character in a romantic relationship
Here he was, sitting with Draco Malfoy of all people for lunch. It was a dingy pub off KnockturnAlley—the only one you could trust had good enough food safety to be able to eat. They couldn't go out in the general public. Not yet, at least. They had to prove themselves to society, but they weren't allowed in society. It was backwards and stupid. They didn't deserve this.
"I agree. It's dangerous. I'll write letters to every student who graduated within the last year with known Death Eater ties. All we really need is a place to meet and collect evidence. Then, we take this to the court."
Draco nodded and Owen soon found himself staring at the man as he gazed into his fire-whisky. He was beautiful—sure, he was thin and had dark circles under his eyes as a result of the stress, but he was still attractive.
Draco looked up, slowly meeting his eyes. He couldn't see them properly in the dim light, but Owen was sure they were brilliant. He didn't want the moment to end. Maybe, just maybe this was his chance at love. He allowed himself to become filled with hope for the first time in a long time.
Draco looked away.
The spell was broken.