It was probably a little rude to have discussed Harry’s sense of fashion while he hadn’t been able to hear, but he also knew that it was an emergency. Anyone who knew him would know that Draco wouldn’t allow Harry to dress the way that he did, at least not while they were out together.<br/>It was simply a part of selling their ruse properly to the media, at least that was what Draco was telling himself, as he buttoned the last button on the shirt.<br/>“Yes, please,” he said, loud enough for Pansy to hear him. The question had probably been mostly directed towards him anyway.<br/>He exited the dressing room, now dressed in the new shirt and a clean pair of slacks. It made him feel a lot better and more like his day had only just properly started.<br/>“Not that your look is terrible, but it<span style="font-style: italic">does</span>scream that you were in the army since you were 18, and only recently had to learn how to dress yourself,” he stated, unsure if his words were unnecessarily harsh, but he did end them with a kind smile, which he hoped would take the brunt of the words.