"It’s not disgusting," Potter said immediately. Draco wasn’t sure if he was referring to Draco’s or to his own. "I really didn’t recognize you. I didn’t. At first, when you got up there, it was just another show. Another bonkers show with a loudmouth DJ and louder music. But then - " Potter looked up from where he had been studying the carpet to lock his gaze with Draco’s own. Draco was taken back by the intensity. And - was that pain?