As I look around for Draco, I find him with his hip propped against the kitchen counter. Gazing at me as if entranced he has a soft smile gracing his gorgeous face. He’s dressed in muggle clothes and looking far too divine for my liking. Wearing dark washed jeans that hug his tree trunk excuse of thighs and arse like a second skin. His shirt is a simple white V-neck all because he knows it’s my weakness. I love him in those blasted things. To my ultimate horror (more like glee) he’s also wearing the Boston Red Sox baseball cap backwards. Ugh.