While Harry had noticed Draco must have added some inches to his height, he didn't fully realize just how strikingly tall Draco was until standing in this close proximity. Looking up at the man towering above him, Harry couldn't do much else than to smile wide and dumbly. "Yeah, I'd say."<br/>Finding that he had to take half a step backwards to fully take in the sight of Draco, Harry's eyes shamelessly dipped. What had interested him in the first place was the height of Draco's shoes, but as his gaze wandered upwards it became very evident that other things had caught his eye.<br/>The way Draco's dress clung to him - for that matter the mere fact that Draco was even<span style="font-style: italic">wearing</span>a dress - made Harry's mouth go dry, though his grin didn't falter. Despite being fully aware that his eyes had lingered, Harry once again met Draco's eyes without any remorse or regret; just another bright smile and a silent acknowledgement of what he suspected Draco had done intentionally.<br/>"You look like you should be on your way to ruin some poor professor's marriage," he teased, once again stepping that half a step closer. Through the tease there was no criticism; on the contrary. Harry thought Draco looked nothing short of breathtaking.