Red Dress (Draco)

Muya had never tried wearing a red dress. She felt it did not suit her, or perhaps it was simply a style she could not pull off.

Draco had also grown used to having clothes tailored according to Muya's preferences, praising every piece as beautiful.

"Mr. Malfoy, the dress you ordered from our shop last month is ready. Please wait here for a moment; I'll fetch it right away." Madam Malkin pulled back the tape measure that had been about to pounce on the young and accomplished wizard before her, then smiled at him.

Draco nodded and glanced down at his watch. Besides Madam Malkin's shop, he had also picked out several lovely dresses at Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. In a few days, the two of them would be attending a grand banquet together.

As one of the investors, Draco had coaxed and begged until Muya agreed to go with him. He knew she was busy now, so he took on the task of choosing the formalwear and jewelry.

As for Muya, in order to keep her partner from crying alone in some corner of the banquet, she decisively gave herself the day off.

She had an entire afternoon to satisfy Draco's desire to dress her up. As for the morning, wasn't that meant for sleeping?

After taking the custom-made dress, Draco curled his lips into a smile and readily paid several extra Galleons, prompting Madam Malkin to see him to the door with a beaming face.

At Superb Robes, Draco had barely set foot through the entrance when the door opened from within. "Welcome to Superb Robes, esteemed Mr. Malfoy."

Draco gave him a slight nod. "I'm here to collect the formalwear."

"Certainly. Please wait a moment."

He could not help looking around at the newly stocked