Both women jumped and turned slightly. Draco stood behind them leaning with his shoulder against the pillar. His arms were crossed in front of him and the long-sleeved, black spandex shirt he wore stretched across his chest and his biceps, his wand tucked into the damn holster he always wore. His shirt was tucked into a pair of black military pants and he wore black laced boots. Her mouth dried at the sight of him and she forced herself to stop ogling him.