Accompanying Draco's words, Pansy offered Harry the hanger with it on. Harry, in turn, stepped closer to get it within reach.<br/>Harry could already tell from the store itself that the shirt was probably far nicer than anything he'd ever worn, including the military suit he had been given to accept the George's Cross. With that still on the forefront of his consciousness, Harry visibly hesitated in touching the shirt itself, not wanting to wrinkle it.<br/>"I'll let you know," he instead promised, turning towards the same changing room Draco had used.<br/>"You know who else saw you on the Mirror?" Pansy asked rhetorically as soon as Harry disappeared into the chancing room, her eyes turning to Draco to read his reaction. There was a clear tone of enjoyment in her infliction, and yet she wasn't smiling.