Summary: As a top trader, Draco has power and money, suits and cars, hosues and good champagne - everything a person could want. So when Auror Potter comes looking for help, Draco can't think of anything that might persuade him to lend a hand. Well... maybe one thing.
Warning(s): *mild dub-con (activities are negotiated and consent is given, but as part of an exchange), hints of suit!kink and praise!kink, prattish bragging about conspicuous consumption*
Word Count: 16.5k
Author's Notes: Dear gracerene, your brilliant prompt called out to me for some good, lighthearted, over-the-top fun, and while these two are too antagonistic to stay entirely lighthearted, I hope you have as much fun reading as I did writing (and researching, and cackling over) your prompt. Huge thanks to disapparater for limitless patience and an incredible eye, and to the mods for their flexibility and encouragement when things took an unexpected turn.
( Moneymaker )