Harry was leaning against the wall of the Gryffindor common room, trying to concentrate on his homework. But his attention was continually disrupted by a certain first-year girl, who was making no effort to hide her crush on him.

This girl was persistent. She followed Harry like a shadow, constantly showering him with compliments and gifts. Despite his polite refusals, she was determined to make him her boyfriend.

One day, she cornered Harry in the library, and before he could escape, she declared herself his girlfriend. Harry was too surprised to respond, and thus their forced relationship began.

Over time, Harry found himself growing accustomed to the girl's persistent affection. He even started to enjoy her company, to the surprise of his friends. He couldn't deny that her stubborn determination was something he admired.

Fast forward 19 years, the girl and Harry were married, despite him not being entirely thrilled about it. It was a simple ceremony, attended by their friends and family. Despite his reluctance, he found himself smiling as he kissed his bride.

A year into their marriage, Harry received news that they were expecting their first child. Despite the circumstances of their marriage, he felt a rush of happiness. He was going to be a father, and that somehow made everything else insignificant.