Your POV
Harry and I had wondered two long hallways of the castle in silence. Even though his mom forced us to spend time together, Harry had put forth no effort in trying to get to know me. I had tried to ask questions about certain rooms or articles that decorated certain rooms but they all fell on deaf ears, Harry didn't even try to answer my questions. I let out a huge sigh anpouted my lips trying to contain my annoyance, I let my eyes move across the walls trying to make the best out of the moment. I stopped and stared in awe at all the books that lined the walls. I had forgotten Harry was even there till he places a hand on my lower back. Even though he didn't say anything verbally I knew he was trying to invite me in more.
"I never seen so many books before in my life", I say still in awe not to anyone in particular.
I had migrated towards a shelf of books, my fingers brushing over the spines of the books, my eyes tried to focus in the names if the books, but there was too many for my eyes to focus on. I had turned around ready to move onto the next room, a smile etched on my face. I let out a gasp once I had turned fully around, nearly nose to nose with Harry. He didn't say anything as he walked me back quickly against a book shelf with a thud.
"Harry", I breathed out. I actually barley had gotten it out, I was so out of breath and my heart was thumping so much I could barely even think straight.
Harry didn't say a thing as he brushed the few strands of hair out of my face and leant down to kiss me, luckily my reflexes were faster than his and I turned my cheek quick enough to feel his lips on my cheek. That didn't stop him though as I felt his lips kiss the underside of my jaw and then my neck.
"Harry", I whimpered out of feeling uncomfortable with his behavior.
He didn't listen as one hand removed itself from my waist and busied itself trying to make its way under my fluffy dress and into my panties. When I felt him brush the crouch on my panties my senses come back to me and I reacted. I ripped his hand from under my dress and stepped as far as I could away from him.
"What are you doing!!!?" I whispered harshly not wanting to draw so much attention to us.
"You didn't say no Darling so I thought you were enjoying yourself", he said smugly.
"You are disgusting treating woman like that", I spat at him.
"You guys are all the same and you know it, you all are teases and love when guys want you", he said darkly as he came toward me.
"No I was raised to respect myself, I have done anything like that", I argued back crossing my arms over my chest
"Why not? Trying to make mommy and daddy proud in order to make you feel good", He mocked me.
"No because my mom and dad had told me I was to be betrothed to someone when I was young. I wanted to be someone respectable for my future husband. Unlike you who are a spoiled brat abusing what could be an amazing platform", I corrected him.
"You don't know anything about me you little prude, so you have no room to say shit!" he spat at me.
"The papers don't lie", I smugly smiled at him.
"Bitch", he huffed under his breath.
I couldn't help that my hand raised and struck him across the cheek whipping his head to the left. A few seconds after I had realized that I slapped Harry, I slapped my future husband.
