draco strode out of the hearth as though he owned the place, hair slicked back and shoulders held high. he was already dressed in the expertly-tailored suit blaise had fitted for him, paired with shining dragonhide dress shoes and a belt with a silver buckle. but he wasn’t wearing a tie, and the top three buttons of his shirt were undone beneath his blazer, and hermione had to bite hard at the inside of her lip to remember who and where she was.