Archive of Our Own

Summary:

In the middle of the dancefloor, swaying alone and the most ethereal thing Draco had ever seen. The pulsing lights worshipped him alone, throwing him in and out of relief, and causing Draco’s heart to stutter whenever Potter came back into stark view. Like the reality of him was a constant shock. The surprise of him.
 

 

Draco watches Harry from across the club, transcendent in his beauty. All it takes is one little push to make him go engage.