Draco had no idea what had possessed him to say yes to the
photoshoot. The editor of Witch Weekly had practically begged him. She
had been over the moon that famous Harry Potter had agreed to a very
personal photo series and the editor wanted the best photographer for
this. So naturally, she had come to Draco.
“I want the Chosen One as
we’ve never seen him before. I want sultry, I want sassy, I want steamy,
I want sex!” she had practically screamed at him. He had been reluctant
at first. He had no desire to be anywhere near his former arch-nemesis.
But this was a great opportunity.
So here they were, in Draco’s studio, Potter in his old Gryffindor
uniform. It clung to his body more tightly than Draco remembered. The
prat had filled out quite a bit.
don’t talk to me about even meeting isak in that locker room after taking the courage to break up with his four year girlfriend for this boy and then having to hear from that same boy that he decided his life would be better off without mentally ill people around him,,, dont fucking talk to me about even realizing what that meant. about him having to make a decision right there, for both his and isak’s sake. don’t talk to me about even looking isak in the eyes and saying “i think they would love you” while knowing that might be the last time they ever spoke to each other
This is a much older and rough illustration of what I was talking about. This was back when I was only painting in photoshop. And yes 😂this pose is possible, i know cause I photographed myself in it. No i won’t be sharing that photo 😝