Blinger301
Draco didn't know what to expect from rich people shopping ever since he decided to live on his own. But it was not Harry. It wasn't Harry quietly trailing behind him, watching with faint amusement as Draco refused every sales associate's offer.
It wasn't Harry calmly telling the store manager, "Whatever he likes, put it aside. If he doesn't pick anything, I'll do it myself," like it was nothing.
"You're welcome to assist," he told one hovering associate with a smile, "But if you touch him again without his consent, I'll find someone who won't make me repeat myself."
The woman stammered, "Yes, sir. Of course. My apologies."
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This story was inspired by a post on X by; @ih8pottah
This story contains;
Smut
Bad pick-up lines
Romilda Vane