Different Times Chapter Three
As we know from the first six books, Draco certainly doesn't judge by appearances. And Harry is really messed up unless getting rid of the shard of Voldemort cured him of it...
Harry lay back in the four poster bed while Draco sat on the side of the bed and sucked on a long cylindrical cigarette. "These are an acquired taste," he observed.
"You are both a bitch and a beast in one exquisite package," murmured Harry. "No girl could fill both roles as effectively. Not even Ginny, even though she finally grew into her looks, becoming beautiful and so worthy of my lofty notice, when we were in our sixth year."
"I hope you don't judge by appearances," said Draco narrowing his grey eyes.
"Oh you don't my little girl," said Harry. "You're not a visual person! You even went out with Pansy - that ugly little dog - for a while."
"I know Pansy might have come across as unpleasant to you," said Draco. "She can't help being plain or having an annoyingly shrill voice. She really is a nice person if you give her a chance and try putting her at her ease. She was a loyal friend."
"Ha!" Said Harry. "The Saviour is a sorcerer who is supremely above such considerations. Don't get me wrong; one reason you are such a sex magnet is that you would cry like a little girl for me wouldn't you? You did for Moaning Myrtle. Tell me how desperate you felt when that loathsome old brute was threatening the safety of Narcissa?" Harry reached under the covers to masturbate while he listened to Draco.
"I could never remember feeling so desperate," whispered Draco, staring ahead his eyes unfocused. "At that moment my world was turned upside down. It no longer mattered to me that Myrtle was a mudblood or that she was a ghost... talk about the lion lying down with the lamb."
"I love it when you get all Biblical," said Harry. "Get your fine behind over here and forget your troubles."
At that moment Daphne Greengrass actually did open the door, just as Draco was baring his rear towards Harry who had his wand out and was applying lubricant. She gasped and her eyes went wide.
"Your doubtful natural charms were never going to be sufficient Daphne!" Called out Harry.
Author's Note: What is Daphne likely to do now?