First Blood

"My father will hear about this, Potter"

"Well, mine sure as hell won't," the words escaped his throat in a growl before he extracted his hands from Draco's collar and aimed a quickly formed fist at that pompous nose.
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In which Draco finds solace in places he doesn't expect.

Spotify Playlist to accompany: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/52SaCdOsHYk4p9rgkA2AqX?si=3f8ce6cf36974c24

Story under same name on ao3, user: saranwrap0201

Enjoy!