Draco mulled over his next moves as he toweled himself off, catching a glimpse of himself in the steamed mirror. Thinning hair that was still blessedly without sparkling gray, lean body that he maintained on a strict and slightly masochistic regimen of whole foods and punishing physical activity. Wiping the glass he could see his own eyes were red rimmed and shadowed, his mouth in a thin dour line. Not quite the appearance of a music superstar embarking on the second day of a successful festival line up.