Harry Potter going clothes shopping with an unknown wizard would be somewhat suspicious. Looking at himself in the mirror, the teenager admired the miniscule facial changes Tom's glamour had created. His eyes were of a bright blue, matching those of his companion and his dark brown hair, reached past his shoulders. It was a rather nice change from his usual unruly short, black strands. Maybe he should grow it out? "Is it smart to have a wardrobe fitted for this larger form when they won't fit me later?"