For @drarrymicrofic 's song prompt Guess Who's Back by Danko Jones. 390 | G.
My immediate though for this prompt was villain Drarry causing mayhem throughout the country. But I'm bad at writing actions and scaring Harry seemed fun, hence, this fic.
Guess Who's Back?
Harry fell off the chair before the door was fully opened. His elbow hit the floor painfully and the chair was digging his ribs but he could not care less. His eyes were glued on the man who had just stepped into the room.
“Ladies and gentlemen, guess who's back? Me!” shouted the man cheerfully, swinging a bag. He was sporting a smug grin. Along with his flashing gray eyes, it gave off the vibe of a villain in comics.
Draco Malfoy was back.
Leader of the Slytherin gang of bullies back at Hogwarts. Former Death Eater. Famous high fashion designer in the world. Harry’s ex. He was back.
Malfoy took a glance at Harry and smirked. “Happy that I'm back, Scarhead?”
Harry gulped. He didn’t think that he was happy. He wasn’t sure he wasn’t either. So he decided to ignore the question. “When—? How—?”
Malfoy, rude as he had always been, didn’t wait until he finished his sentence to throw himself on Harry’s table. “Spare me the niceties. Let’s get to the job.” Oh Gryffindor, from this perspective, Malfoy's legs looked like they were miles long. Harry could even see his milky skin through the opening of his trousers' legs— Harry needed to get up immediately. “What style do you want your robe to be?”
“My robe?” Harry blinked. Understanding descended upon him a minute later. He promptly turned to Luna. “You called him?!”
Luna smiled her familiar serene smile – the one Harry had started to dread. “Draco is the best designer and you need a nice robe for the upcoming ball.”
“But why—“ my ex? Why the man I accidentally drove out of the country with our disaster break up? The one person you know that I'm still dreaming of at night? Harry swallowed his thoughts back. As if he could ever say that.
Malfoy narrowed his eyes. “Are you doubting my ability, Potter? For your information, you will not find anyone better than me in the Continent. In the whole world, I dare say.” Then, he smiled. “Or, are you scared?”
Harry was. But there was no way he would ever admit that to Draco Malfoy of all people.
“You wish,” said Harry, standing up.
“Then I'm looking forward to working with you.” Malfoy’s eyes glinted.
...Maybe Harry should have just admitted it.
