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✨before harry's match✨

He heard the doorbell ring and was a bit surprised. He knew that Harry was picking him up before the match, but most people would just text and say they were here. He should have expected to be surprised by Harry, he keeps doing that. He opened the door to beautiful hazel eyes sparking at him.

"Hey." He said to Harry, smiling wide.

"Hey pretty." Harry said. He had taken to calling Draco that, and who was he to argue? "Ready?" Draco nodded and followed Harry to his car. And if Harry couldn't become anymore of a gentleman, he opened the passenger door for Draco.

"Thanks." He said, sliding into the car. Draco hung his party outfit up in the backseat. And they were on their way.

"So please tell me you at least have options that I can choose from to dress you tonight." Draco said, smiling. Harry laughed.

"Don't worry. I have good pieces, I just don't know how to put them together." He laughed again and Draco thought it was such a beautiful sound. So genuine, and so soft. He couldn't help but to laugh along with him.

Once they got to the field, Harry walked Draco to his seat and then took off. They lost the match, and Draco felt so bad for Harry because he put his all into it. He was hoping he would be able to cheer him up though.

"I'm sorry, Harry." Draco said to him as he walked out of the locker room. "You were brilliant." Harry smiled, it seemed like a real smile, and put his arm around Draco, which caused him to blush.

"Thanks pretty boy." Harry said. "I'm ready to go drink though." Draco smiled and Harry led them both to the car. When they arrived at Harry's Draco grabbed his clothes from the back and followed Harry inside. His house was beautiful. He could tell that everything about it was Harry, and Harry's choices.

"My room is up the steps to the right. Go on up and try to find something in my closet, I'm gonna grab some water and then hop in the shower quickly. I rinsed off in the locker room, but I never feel fully clean after that." Draco did as he was told and made his way to Harry's room. His room smelled like him... not in a weird way... and Draco was so endeared by how everything was so particular and Harry. He went to the closet and after a few minutes, he created a great outfit for Harry to wear.

After about 15 minutes Harry emerged from the bathroom in a low hanging towel and Draco almost choked on his own saliva. The towel was just below Harry's v-line and he was still dripping on his chest, the water going in between his abs. His mouth felt dry. He blushed and looked at Harry, hoping he didn't realize that Draco was staring at him. Harry smiled at him brightly.

"Right! So what have you got for me?" Draco showed him the outfit he picked out and Harry said he loved it.

"Well, I'll go change in your bathroom then. Where is it?" Draco asked.

"Down the hall on your left. I can't wait to see what how your outfit looks on you." Draco blushed, grabbed his outfit and headed to Harry's bathroom.

Harry changed into the outfit Draco had picked out for him. It definitely was a good thing Draco helped him, because there's no way he would have made an outfit that Pansy would approve of.

Draco knocked on the door. "Ready?" He asked. Harry smiled fondly.

"Ready." Harry turned to face the door and Draco walked in, looking so beautiful. He looks beautiful always, but this outfit was just amazing on him.