"My father. Very on brand for the Malfoy’s don’t you know?" Harry shook his head with a grin, and moved his fingers to his jersey’s two buttons at his throat, "Is this a strip tease?" Draco’s question made him freeze; he realised, with a blush that made his cheeks burn, that he had, in a way, been doing exactly that. He licked his lips, finding that Draco’s eyes left his in favour of following the tip of his tongue.