switch
for the @drarrymicrofic prompt switch and summer bingo box magical houses
Harry startles awake late and finds himself tangled in Malfoy.
Seven minutes of mad spelling later, mid-sprint, Malfoy hisses. Yanks Harry to a stop.
The window, a mirror: they’ve dressed in each other’s colours.
Harry looks—
Draco looks—
“Shall we change back?” Malfoy wonders.
“No,” answers Harry, and goes.










