Harry’swearinganoldsuitofDrao’s,beauseapparentlyit’sinfashiontowearmuggleformalweartothingsnow(oratleast,ifit’snotinfashion,itwillbeaftertheyseethetwoofuswearingit,andit’llbeeasiertotakeyoushoppingatamugglepe,anyways)anditfeelsliketheolrisstranglinghim.Hetugsatit,hearingHermione’svoieinhisheadtellinghimtoleaveitalone,andlooksathisrefletioninthegsswareupboard,nervouslytryingtofttenhishair,eventhoughGinnyhadreassuredhimatthispointinhislife,itkeepshimfromlookinglesslikehe’stryingtoohardandmorebadboyhi.
Hedoesn’tknowwhatthatmeans,butifGinnysayshelooksfinethanheprobablydoes,sohespendstherestofthetimepaingthelivingroomfloor,andit’sonlythethoughtofhowexitedthishadmadeDraothatkeepshimfromgoingtothebottomofthestepsandanellingonhim,sayingsrewitandlokingthedoorandthrowinghimselfdownontheouh,andhewon’tevermakethemistakeofgivingintothepressureagain,eveniftheysendsomanyowlsthelettersfillupthewholehouse.
“Drao?”Heswingshimselfaroundonthebannister,eventhoughthewoodwasreakinginprotest.Harryspendshalfhistimeseeinghowfarheangobeforethisoldhousebreaks,justsohehasanexusetofixitup.Sofar,noluk.Wizardsmakethingsforkeeps,apparently.“Youalmostready?We’regoingtobete.”
Notreally,butHermionewantedpitures,andshealsowantedDrao’sopiniononherdressbeforeshethrowsherselfatthemeryofthemob.Ron’swrittenandsaidthatshehadspentalldaygettingready,withthathairsleekingpotionanddoinghernails.Itseemsthathildhoodtauntshadmadeherunwillingtogoifshelookedanythinglessthanperfet.
“We’renotgoingtobete,”Draosays,andthere’sreakingofthestepsbehindhim.HarryknowswithoutturningaroundthatDraoisrollinghiseyesandputtingthefinishingtouhesonhishairatthesametime,likethere’sastringtwistingthetwoofthemtogethersoHarryknowsexatlywhat’shappeningwithhimatalltimes.“Youan’trushbeauty.”
Harry’salreadyfaresponse,thewordsrightonthetipofhistongue,butthenheturnsaroundandfetsanythinghemighthavesaid,beauseeventhoughheknewthathefoundDraoattrative,thiswasthefirsttimethathewasaughtoffguardenoughtoallowhimselftolookwithoutfeelingguilty.
“Youlook…”He’sinanewsuit,too,thisonegrey.He’sininrediblymutedolors,withhispaleskinandlighthairandthedarkgreyofhissuit,likehewantedtomeltintothebakgroundwhilegivingHarryalltheroomtoshine,buttherewasnothingthatwouldlethimfalloutofsightwhenhe’swalkingaroundlookinglikethis.“Amazing.”
“Thanks.”Draosrathesathisolr,butotherthanthat,there’snosignthathewasflusteredatall.“Youdotoo.”Hedidn’t.Harrydidn’tlookbad,buthedidn’tlookgreat,notthewayDraodid,likehewasgoingtobetheonlythingintheroomworthlookingat.“Exeptforthetie,you…”
Harryfumbledatitforamoment,andthenDraowasthere,pushinghis
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