He used a particular service now. And Adrian was good. He was a professional. He didn’t mind taking a Polyjuice potion on request and pretending to be Harry. Sometimes for one night, and sometimes for the whole weekend. Even now, Draco was memorising the lines of Harry’s suit to order it tomorrow at his tailor. And then he’ll give it to Adrian and he’ll make Adrian take it off in front of him. Slowly. 