Harry grinned at that, clearly not taking the harshness of Draco's words much to heart. There was something boyish about Harry's smile, more embarrassed about being caught than of the wrongdoing itself.<br/>"I don't usually wear it when I'm in these uniforms," Harry admitted, the smile still on his face. There was still a definitive easiness to his being; a stark contrast to the gruesome nature of his anecdote. "Bees haven't been the most immediate threat to my life in a while. I wouldn't even know where to put it."<br/>Once again, Harry's head tipped back against the head rest, the relaxed smile of a man who has earned the right to make fun of death on his lips. The smile, however, once again changed nature, to an almost teasing realisation. "Haven't had anyone to carry it for me either, so yeah, maybe I am gonna start counting on you."