Cocktail Hour - Hestia & Harry
Harry would never be used to suits. Even with Ginny saying how great he looked in them, he could just never feel comfortable. Put him in jeans and a hoodie any day, and he could do anything. In a suit? He would be lucky if he didn't trip all night.
The bump on his shoulder made him look over, a small smile appearing on his face, despite her teasing. "I suppose I could be nice and say that you look amazing. But since you're always a jerk to me, I'll keep it to myself," he shot back, his smile morphing in to a smirk.
"How long do you think I have to wait before I can take the tie off? Because you're right. I feel like I'm choking."