Part of Draco wanted to defend himself on not wearing much underneath his dress robe, wanted to argue that that was the traditional way for it to be work, and the way that he had always been taught that it should be worn. However, Harry already knew that. No matter how seldom it was that Harry himself wore dress robes, Draco knew with absolute certainty that Harry<span style="font-style: italic">had</span>to know this.<br/>It made it easier to play along once more, willing to let the both of them believe that this was somehow something extraordinary, rather than just he way that Draco knew to wear his robe.<br/>It made Draco’s skin flush, knowing exactly what was to come, yet still deeply excited to know more.<br/>“Go ahead,” Draco managed, unsure how else to get Harry to get a move on.<br/>Part of him wanted to drag it out, wanted to always have Harry look at him like that, talk to him like that, wanted to believe that this was who he was to Harry and never would be anything else.