The 5 Musketeers

3| Adrian Pucey

don't be sad by Tate McRae. I feel like it represents the toxic relationship between Ethan & Miley.

If your boyfriend is acting like Ethan- constantly touching you/ only cares for your body- leave that mf. Periodt.

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"What?" I blinked. I knew damn well what he just said but I needed to hear it again- just to clarify.

"Do you love me?" his hand was on my thigh, rubbing it up and down, but I still kept my eyes on his.

"What kind of question is that?" I retorted.

"So, you don't?" he asked and I tried to look for hurt in his eyes but I saw anger. And more lust. 

"I do-" I denied. It felt like a lie for some reason. Like poison or something just as similar. 

"Then fuck me for Melin's sake," he roared and I flinched.

"I'm just not ready for that," I winced. He made me feel weak- something I don't like.

"Why not? Do you not like the way I touch you?" he asked and I shook my head violently. He was pacing now and I nervously watched him.

"You know what? Fuck it," he said and pulled me up to him.

"Eth-"

He cut me off by kissing me. It felt forced... I tried to pull apart but he was fucking strong. He held me closer to him and I breathed in his essence. Usually, I would've liked it but something's off.

I felt Ethan's hands roam my body and make their way to my bra. I gasped as I felt him unclip it and my bra came off. He smirked as he studied it and my face flushed.

"Ethan- I can't," I cried and pulled my wand out before he could take control of me again.

"You wouldn't. You said you loved me," he sneered with a warning tone.

"I never-" I stopped. Yes, I did but as I said before, it felt like a lie.

"Then?" he asked and I held my wand pointed at him. He stepped closer to me but I still held my guard.

"Don't make me do it," I said, gaining my confidence.

"You wouldn't dare," he mocked.

"Oh yeah? Watch me," I responded. He stepped closer, ignoring me.

"Finestra," I cried and the glass nearby shattered and Ethan jumped.

"GRANGER!" he roared. "Accio bra," I said and grabbed my bra from his hands.

"Finestra," I said again and another glass nearby shattered. Some bits hit Ethan, just like I hoped. He was too busy nursing his hands to chase after me. I quickly used a spell to put my bra on- I can't clip it by myself, it usually takes me 2-3 minutes- and ran for my virginity.

"Watch it, Granger," I ran into a tall figure. I looked up to see Adrian Pucey- he's a Chaser on the Slytherin Quidditch team.

"Fuck," I groaned.

"I'm not going to turn you in. Leave before the others come," he said, dryly, and I nodded shyly.

"Wait," he said and I paused. I turned around to see him.

"Did you hurt him?" he asked me and I winced.

"I- I didn't mean to," I said thinking about the bloody hand Ethan was clutching.