Harry felt the difference in height when Draco stood, but the closer he got, the less obvious it felt. It felt natural almost. It felt... good. When Draco ran his hands through Teddy's light locks, Harry wanted to step closer. He shook his head softly to get out of that whimsical desire.
"Draco- I invited you here, fully intending this would happen. He's pretty predictable, and I was hoping that you wouldn't mind... staying even while he napped? His stroller is pretty versatile, when out and about it serves very well as a crib. I understand if you need to go home, but I had hoped that we could maybe get lunch before you go?"
Harry didn't want Draco to go, but he didn't want to force him to stay either. The way Draco looked at Teddy and Harry, the way he spoke softly to both of them, maybe it was making Harry go all funny, but he liked it. And he wanted more.