Bringing his hand up he ran it through her hair, she seemed to enjoy playing with his so he figured she liked her own played with. Then without really thinking about it he pressed a kiss to her hair. "I know. I understand." He told, he was practically as bad.
Laughing Harry told Polly, "Yes don't be like your Mummy and pick on the poor innocent Gryffindors. They're really not so bad." Well sometimes.
"Well no," Harry admitted. "I don't really pay attention to anyone's dancing. I just always feel like people are always watching me." Course a lot of the time someone was.
He was a bit surprised when Pansy frowned but then nodded in understanding. "Of course I will." He couldn't believe she had asked him but he would go with her. It was something he had thought about doing with his own parents grave but never had.
She still looked a bit sad though so before he over thought his actions he leaned down and gently kissed her lips.