{ Draco felt mild excitement throughout the rest of his day, and as he approached the Quidditch field with uniform and broom in tow, his stomach flipped. Upon stepping into the changing rooms, he spotted Potter in a corner, changing rather quickly.
Perfect time to be malicious.
And that was just what he did, Draco undressed slowly, shouting at some of the Slytherin players and playing a bit raucously with a few of them. Most Slytherins were not shy about being naked around another person, and Draco was one of them. }
“Oi, Potter! Your team get any better? They might need the field more than we do tonight!”
[ Briefly, Harry wonders what he did wrong to deserve this rightful torture. Not only is Malfoy taunting him–which he brushes off like he would a particularly annoying fly–but he’s also doing it while naked. After admitting that he was attracted to him. ]
[ He clears his throat to speak, finding that his voice is a lot more confident than he feels at the moment. ]
❝ Glad to know I wasn’t wrong about you over-compensating, Malfoy. ❞
