I nod and whisper that it is difficult. He doesn’t ask who it is, but he listens as I tell him a very simple version of the truth. His parents won’t accept me, we are very different, both different houses and my friends hate him. They can’t know and it must remain a secret. I tell him how amazing Draco is, without naming something easily recognizable. It feels good to tell someone and not be judged for it. 