Harry pulled off the dutiful man servant brilliantly and a younger Draco would have been exhilarated to have the opportunity to have Potter open his doors and call him sir. Without a look back, Draco buttoned his suit jacket and tapped the breast pocket to reassure himself his wand was still tucked away. The door to the club was closed and a burly man with a flame tattoo peaking over his collar, stood in front of the door. The bouncer straightened when he approached.