The day he felt anything but contempt and utter loathing for Potter was the day he'd dress in pink and sing "I'm a Little Tea Pot."
OMG! What an image!
And what persistence on Harry's part to free the bloody man! Only to have him turn on him. I was frankly worried that they would never be able to get together after that little brouhaha, but you managed it.
Great read. (Even if you don't carry through with your threat. Snicker!)