He looks miserable and also really, really good. He’s adapted a mostly Muggle wardrobe and the suits are way too nice for someone who regularly runs meetings on how to correctly fill out a timesheet. They fit Malfoy’s shoulders and chest obscenely well, comfortable-looking and defining, and the fabric always looks kind of wet. This one’s a shade of chin-tucked gray, coy. Harry swallows and nothing settles back down.
Quote from a perfect, lighthearted fuck-or-die fic with incredible characterisations ready, able by @garagepaperback (Drarry, E, 9.5k)







