Harry had noticed that Draco was tall (that might have been the second thing one noticed about him, closely following the brightness of his suit) but it didn't fully sink in before Harry leant a bit forward to meet the handshake and the distance between them momentarily diminished. Draco was, indeed, pretty tall, and somehow that sent Harry's head spinning.<br/>A bit distracted by his own trail of thought, his reaction came a bit delayed when Slughorn elaborated on the other's acomplisments. Harry politely glanced at Slughorn, before his eyes once again found Draco's.<br/>"Paris sounds lovely," Harry commented with a smile, though there was something barely audible and hard to place in his voice. Whether the slight tension occurred when forcing a surprised reaction to some information that wasn't new, or if it referred back to their cancelled meeting, was hard to tell.<br/>Quite possibly it was the latter; Harry's thoughts were preoccupied trying to figure out what to take from this meeting. The moment Harry had seen Draco he had been willing to set aside all the frustration he still carried, but both of their actions were slurred by an unnecessariky formal tone, and Harry wasn't sure what Draco was thinking about all this.