eighty-three, again

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harry

Draco took me on another date. He told me to dress fancy and I panicked, because I didn't have fancy clothes.

He apparated with a spare tuxedo, and had to shrink it a little bit.

I laughed and smiled at that. He's an angel in disguise.

"My Elsa is an angel."

"Shut up Mavis."

"MAVIS?" I screeched. "You've watched Hotel Transylvania?! Oh my god, I think I love you even more now."

Draco started laughing hysterically at that. "I watched all the classics after we watched Frozen. I wish I grew up with Disney."

"Does Draco Malfoy, one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight purebloods, wishes he grew up on Disney? The Prophet's gonna scream."

He rolled his eyes. "Shut up and put the tux on."

"You're not gonna get out?" I asked, my eyebrow raised.

"I've seen you with nothing on, Potter."

I was blushing the entire time I changed.

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