"I'm not... criticizing you for having a job," Draco said, frowning a little. He didn't think he'd said anything that merited being snapped at like that. "It's not like you chose the material they made the uniform out of."
Draco could do work. He'd made Merlin dinner. "I'm not completely useless, you know. Maybe you've been spending too much time with me father. I made you dinner, didn't I?"
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