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You Don't Own Me- Possesive Harry Potter (pt. 1)

"No you can't!" Harry Potter stressed.

"What are you talking about? How am I not allowed to go to Hogsmade with my friends?" You said, genuinely confused.

Harry's eyes widen as if you had said something so offensive that even Bellatrix might be hurt by it. He grabbed your shoulders and looked at you dead in the eyes, his eyes looking deep into your soul.

"Bloody hell, I'm your boyfriend! You shouldn't be with other people that you could potentially cheat on me with." He explained, tightening his grip on your shoulders.

"You're not making any sense right now, Harry. You know I would never cheat." Y/N said with a confused smile.

"Just- just go with me please." Harry pleaded.

The girl didn't know why Harry was being so clingy. Sure, he was a bit overprotective all the time but could you blame him? He did lose two of the most important things in his life at such a young age.

"Fine," You shrugged his hands off your shoulders and walked away. "But please don't bother me like this again."

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His possessiveness only got worse. He didn't let you have male friends, whenever he was free he would be watching over you without you knowing, and did other things that you weren't aware of.

He often stole some of your belongings too, just so that when he wasn't near you he could still have some part of you with him.

You do remember your hair getting shorter every week but you didn't think anything of it, certainly not your boyfriend cutting it every week so that when he got back to his dorm he would make a shrine that looked like a hairier version of you. Luna suggested it may be the Nargules playing tricks on you, which of course you somewhat believed.

Harry never thought that anything he was doing was wrong or was maybe getting out of hand. Merlin, he thought every boyfriend did this! He just couldn't stop. He was far too down the line to stop.

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"Harry, have you noticed my hair?" You asked, sitting down at the Gryffindor table in the semi-empty Great Hall, holding a section of hair.

"No. What's with your hair?" Harry put on a curious face.

"Oh nothing it just looks like it's getting shorter, Luna said it my be Nargules messing with me but maybe it's those Weasley twins playing around. I'll have to ask them about it-"

"No! No need to talk to them! I'll ask for you." Harry panicked.

"Why? I can ask myself, Harry I'm not a child." You said crossing you arms.

"I know but you don't always have to do everything, isn't this what boyfriends supposed to do?" He asked.

"Well yeah, but not be this possessive! You won't even let me have talk to any other guys than you." You confessed.

"That's because I want to protect you!"

"Protect? Protect me from what? Harry, I'm my own person I can do whatever I please." You got up, already over the countless fights you and Harry had had. "It's over, Harry!"

Harry forcefully grabbed your arm. "You can't break up with me! I'm the chosen one!."

"Ugh, you git. Do you think I care? For Merlin's sake Harry, I thought you weren't a cocky Malfoy about being the 'chosen one'." You spat.

You walked away from your now crazy ex. How could he be so arrogant. How had you put up with his behavior. What a spoiled git, thinking he could have whatever he'd like? Unbelievable!