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“May 24th.”

“Potter, that’s four months from now,” Draco spluttered. So much for being impassive.

“So?”

So? Potter really was the densest person to ever walk this earth.

When the saleswoman returned with a selection of suits and showed Potter the way to the changing booths, he paused before he went in.

“Just think about it. It might be fun to go together,” he said with a smile.

After he vanished behind the curtain, Draco sat down on the padded, cream-coloured bench in front of the big mirror. He knew he’d have to make a decision sooner or later. Could he really stomach where this might be going? Could he really be friends with Potter? Oh Merlin, was it too late? Were they friends already? But…what if…what if Potter started dating someone? Draco’s head started spinning as a sudden surge of jealousy hit him. If Potter was already dating someone, it would be different. But it would be such a slap in the face if he found someone new, someone who made him happy, after spending so much time with Draco, after getting to know him. Draco knew he was being irrational. There was no way Potter would ever actually want to date him. Aside from the fact that he couldn’t, because Draco—

“Okay, here I come,” Potter called.

Boy, it was a good thing Draco was sitting down. As soon as Potter pushed the curtain aside and stepped out of the changing booth, Draco’s jaw hit the floor. He had thought Potter looked good wearing formal robes, but looking at him now, clad in a blue suit, he was forced to reconsider.

“I look ridiculous, don’t I?” Potter asked, looking utterly uncomfortable. Draco could only stare at him with his mouth hanging open. He looked absolutely breathtaking.

“Ridiculous is one way to describe it,” Draco muttered. Ridiculously handsome, he added in his mind.

Potter made a face and looked down on himself. “I’ll try on another one,” he said, closing the curtain again. Instinctively, Draco clutched at his chest, as if that would prompt his heartbeat to slow down. Merlin, Potter would be the death of him. That notion seemed to be confirmed when he stepped out again, this time wearing a grey suit. “What do you think?”

Draco cleared his throat, acting as though he was completely unaffected. “It’s not horrible,” he murmured.

“Isn’t it too tight?” Potter asked.

Honestly, the only thing that was too tight right now were Draco’s trousers. He quickly crossed his legs and folded his arms over them, hoping he looked nonchalant.

“Try another one,” he said, hoping Potter would oblige and give Draco another chance to calm his nerves. As Potter vanished behind the curtain once more, Draco saw the saleswoman approaching him.

“I took the liberty of picking one for you as well,” she said, offering Draco the suit in her arms.

“That’s alright, I don’t—”

“That’s a great idea,” Potter called from the changing booth. “You’ll need one if you’re coming as my—If you’re going to the wedding with me.”

Draco stopped moving as the rest of Potter’s unspoken sentence echoed in his mind. Had he really almost just said ‘if you’re coming as my date’? Draco quietly choked, unbelievably grateful Potter couldn’t see him right now. It had probably just been a stupid slip. But either way, Draco felt flustered as he wordlessly took the suit from the saleswoman and darted into the changing booth next to Potter’s.

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