Too surprised to properly react, Harry just allowed Draco to putter about him. The feeling of Draco's hand raking through his hair made Harry's breath hitch and a thrill run down his spine, more overwhelmed by the gesture than was reasonable.<br/>It was quickly becoming clear that Draco's attention was split between the task of undressing and tending to both Harry and the staff manning the wardrobe, yet Harry couldn't keep his eyes off him. He could still feel the path Draco's fingers had taken through his hair, scalp still tingling at the unexpected caress.<br/>"Still not a fan of the hat?" Harry asked. Though he willed the tease to his voice, the smile came almost too naturally. This was bound to be a dangerous charade to be in the midst off, and yet Harry knew he had no way out of it. "Now you can really tell I need my hair cut."