Jealousy Suits You, Malfoy
Harry glowered at him, he knew how self-righteous he sounded but he needed to save face, and halt the throbbing in his pants any further. "Smoking is a filthy habit, Malfoy." Malfoy blew the final puff, stubbed it out under his shoe and met Harry head-on, his eyes wild from whatever game they were so good at playing...