“you an’t lean firewhiskey otter.” he said. “are you mad? you’ll set yourself on fire!”
harry ughed nervously, and then frowned when drao didn’t say anything else. “seriously? i am overed ihan just firewhiskey. i feel and smell disgusting!” malfoy’s eyes traveled down harry’s form and bak up again. harry gulped. whatever had passed betweees before had ha had lifted a barrier that f had held bak a feroious devotion, a mix of anguished desire and provoative ses.
&,” he said. he pulled out the timepiee “let’s go.”
harry proeeded to ompi leave until he hahes. “i’m a bloody fire hazard!” he threw up his hands. malfoy poihat they o hurry if they were to get bak ahe others before the ransom was due. harry shook his head. “we are literally six weeks early for the ransom drop, we definitely have a few mioio find lothes.”
“nightlub’s don’t usually give people lothes, potter.”
“no,” harry smiled mishievously. “but lubbers are ofte of leaving them behind.” harry levitated the phe side door to the lub. they walked into magial fog and flhts, and it took almost a minute for harry’s eyes to adjust. whe malfoy, the bloisfied grin. “what is it?” harry asked.
“oh you know, just the perfet atmosphere for these ridiulous sungsses,” he smirked. harry ould malfoy had grabbed them durio leave the house. “find me when yer wet and stiky.” he walked away and harry lost sight of him in the sea of bodies on the e floor.
harry made his way to what looked like a oat hek and shot the attent a warm smile.
& held up a tiket and said, “d—” she looked tht at the floating pnt, “—fius.”
harry shook his head, “oh no, i’m he pnt.” she raised a brow. harry leaned in, “any ha ara shirt bak there? pair of sks?” he motiohe mess down his front. “my date got upset with me arailed off.
“fu said stoially, “i’ve never known a fius to retaliate in anger.”
“anyway,” harry ughed unomfortably. “the lothes?”
“right,” she said and then disappeared down an aisle behind her. harry waited a few mihen got worried, but she fih a pile of folded lothes. “these look like the only thing i had in your size.”
harry ghe rainbhed, thinking it was a bit loud. “thanks.” he made his way to the loo. he ast a quik privay harm by ohe sinks and then disrobed. he’d still had the rolled up opy of the prophet tuked in his waist, but it had mostly beehrough with a red, flowery-sented liquor. harry tore e to show ron about ginny, ao the purple oat’s poket.
&inging jinx had hit him ihe skin around it was , red welts. he ast a heali it was only slightly suessful ihe swelling and red iing agony so he supposed it ould wait. then he washed himself lean using the sink, but still ouldhe feeling of alohol off his skin. as soon as harry put on the rainbow striped pants a, he gasped.
“aye,” someone said from the other side of the room. “you don’t look that good, get over yourself.” harry stared at himself in the mirror. this was what he’d been wearing—his other self. siakeely fotten.
“are you d your pnt? some of us he sink.” harry apologised a. he threw on the purple oat ao find malfoy in the rowd.
he fouhe edge of the efloor ahe sea of people. all of them seemed to be losihe beat of a lady hippolyta song, and harry wished he ould join them and feel arefree for just a momeo surrender his heavy burdens, to lose himself ihm of a song aher, a bekoning touh to lead him toward somethilessness.
harry hadn’t realized his eyes were losed until a hand softly urled around his ae in front of him warmed with the promise of a sound body. he opeook in the man in front of him, liehe kiss of darkened spae, grey eyes revealing a rapture at the objet of their fous. “harry,” drao whispered.
“merlin,” harry whispered ao drao’s lips. “i don’t khese feelings live inside me,” he leaned forressed his mouth to drao’s ear. “but they’re there, they’ve always been.” harry pulled bak so he ould see drao’s fae, and his lips skirted the other mahe proess. when their eyes fi, harry drunk atiohed drao wath him as he liked his lips.
& rashed into them and drao stumbled bakward. “what—” harry looked around.
“is it—” someoarted to ask. “it is! it’s harry potter!” the vii in murmurs as bodies started floking to his side. harry looked around for drao but he’d disappeared. all he had nt floating to him.
“harry! what are you doing in edinburgh?” a woman shouted. a young man ut in front of her. “harry! is it true you’ve left the aurors to beome a hootier?” someone grabbed his shoulder and turned him around. “harry! when is ginevra’s baby due? are you getting bak together?” a hand slid into his from behind and yanked harry out from the ehe mob. “harry!?”
drao pulled harry away from the e floor ao the side exit and ihe pnt fl