Harry had expected to have to remove his shirt as soon as Malfoy denoted the test to be similar to the first ones he had conducted. The repetition did, however, nothing to ease the awkwardness of the act, finding that, if anything, it had grown to become more intimate as they had spent more time together. Now, Harry felt the same inexplicable shyness as had he been asked to remove his shirt at the office for his coworkers to see; it was entirely without consequence, and yet deeply awkward.<br/>Without further prompt, Harry picked off his glasses, abandoning them on the nearest surface, before reaching over his head to grip the back collar of his sweater. In one swift motion he pulled it over his head, the motion pulling at the button-up he wore underneath, hair ruffled by the fabric.<br/>Harry’s eyes were inattentively on Malfoy’s unfocused shape, the distance between them too large for Harry to see the other man clearly without his glasses, as he pulled the sweater sleeves free from his cuffs.<br/>"What should I expect?" he asked, if only to make conversation and take some of the tension away from the act of undressing before a seated Malfoy.<br/>He abandoned the sweater over the back of the armchair, fingers instead reaching for his collar to undo the buttons. "How’s it different from the others?"