““I clean up nicely,” Draco said. “That’s what you’re thinking, right?” “It’s an improvement.” “I’d just woken up, you prat,” Draco rolled his eyes. “Like not even five minutes before you barged in. I was up late last night preparing for the auction, I hadn’t showered or shaved, I hadn’t had my bloody tea yet. It’s not the kind of condition where you feel inclined to entertain guests.” “Sorry,” Harry said again. “I suppose you look groomed and fresh as a daisy as soon as your head pops up off of the pillow,” Draco grumbled. “I don’t either,” Harry said. “I probably look as bad as you did.” “Bad?” Draco looked horrified. “I know I didn’t look my best, but bad? I didn’t think that was possible.””— Going Once, Going Twice by VivacissimoVoce
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