Who wouldn't be satisfied with having Harry Potter eating out of the palm of their hand?That's right, anyone, me too, even if you don't believe it.And I know that sometimes I may seem too demanding with him, but know that it is for his own good and that I would never hurt him.Yes, I know, at one time my motivations were different, but the years have passed, I have changed and now they are another Draco.Handsome and cool as always, but also simple and kind.Nothing like what I was many years ago.

Announcing to the world that Harry bit him caused Lucius Malfoy to berate his son, talking to him for what seemed like an eternity to Draco, demanding that he wear a necklace.It would have been preferable to tell him to refrain from committing impure acts with Potter, but Narcissa conveniently intervened by reminding him that they weren't exactlyinnocentat that age .It was a good way to coerce Mr. Malfoy and instead, he gave her a necklace decorated with green gems, which contrasted well with the younger omega's white skin.

It was the same necklace that Lucius once wore, since Grandfather Abraxas was even more rigid and strict when it came to pureblood traditions.

"You must admit that the use of the muzzle was really unexpected," Theo told him once he got rid of his father's reprimand and was able to go look for his friends, who were waiting for him in his room.That night they were going to have fun, which is why Draco was still wondering why his father chose precisely that day to make a scene for him.

"I don't know what the hell he was thinking when he decided to wear that thing," Draco said.

"I like it, it looked nice," Theo said, suppressing his smile, without really wanting to achieve it.

"I hope no one else saw it," he also said, smiling.

"I doubt it," Daphne commented with a malicious look.Thanks to the Prophet who published the photo of the great Harry Potter wearing a muzzle in a London pub, Draco was now the butt of jokes for all of his friends.

Draco snorted.

He swore that when I see Potter again I will break his nose again and if I find out that it was one of his friends who gave him the great idea I will freeze his balls.

Theo, Daphne, Gregory and Pansy started laughing.

By the way, what's that you're carrying there? Millicent pointed out.

Draco directed his gaze to where the witch was pointing.

"Oh, it's the Malfoy necklace," he explained angrily and took it out of its case so that everyone could see it, he even put it on and went to the mirror to look at how it suited his already attractive appearance.

—Will you really use it?—Pansy asked intrigued.

Draco didn't answer right away.He remained looking at the artifact from all angles.

"It's pretty," she whispered suddenly and caressed the gems with her fingertips.But not.No one uses protective collars anymore these days.

"I don't think your father will be pleased to know that you're not wearing it because it's against fashion," Blaise murmured.

Draco noticed that his words were said with a certain suspicion, which caused him a bit of confusion, since the Italian was one of his friends whom he had not deliberately treated badly, in fact, he had always treated her better than the rest.

—My father doesn't have to know if I have used it or not.When he asks I will simply tell him yes, I have used it.

—You feel very special, don't you?

The blonde took off the necklace and carefully placed it in a black velvet case.After closing the case he turned to look at Blaise.

- What's happening?Do you have a problem with me?

"No, none," he answered confidently, "it was just a question, since I see that now that Potter has shown interest in courting you, you seem more cocky than usual."

Draco knew that Blaise's words were a combination of envy at Potter and the rest of the world's attention focused on him and a touch of jealousy at her long-standing attraction to him.However, knowing the cause of his bitterness was not going to allow him to insult him.

— Well, I don't feel special, I know I'm special.That's why Harry Potter himself has become interested in me.

While they were talking, the rest of their friends remained strategically silent, only looking at the two.

— Draco...

—If you're just going to insinuate things and try to make me feel bad, you better leave, I don't feel like seeing a person like you.

Blaise looked away.

"Draco, calm down," Millicent asked, Draco liked her and always protected her from the bravado of her classmates and other Hogwarts students, but just because she asked him, he wasn't going to give in.

— I'm calm, it's someone else who seems upset.—She denied while he smiled—isn't that right, Blaise?

The magician didn't react immediately, it seemed like he was biting his tongue.Afterwards, he just shook his head.

— Very good, now let's go, I turned down Potter's invitation to go to dinner because I want to spend time with you.

He stood up rather gracefully and left the room, the rest of his friends following behind him.Only Blaise and Millicent were left behind.

—Why don't you just ask his permission to court him?

His mouth twisted.

—He would refuse.His attention, since we were children, was focused on Potter.That now the man of his dreams turns out to be his destined partner is too advantageous for him, he will not let the opportunity slip away.

Then why did you tell him all those things?

Sigh.

It's just that I feel a little anger.A few months ago, when Draco found out that Potter is his destined partner, he was so resigned that he would be rejected…

And aren't you glad that it wasn't like that?

Potter has always seemed to hate Draco, him and his Gryffindor friends.And suddenly one day we all sit at the table, together, as if we had been friends all our lives, and we must pretend that there is no past.

Millie shook her head.

I think that is something that only the two of them are responsible for analyzing.We have no choice but to support Draco, after all he is our friend.And if it happens that Potter dares to break her heart, as colleagues and friends we will be there to support Draco and avenge him.That's the only thing we have to do.