Harry looked down into this lap, huffing out a little, joyless laugh. There was a noticeable hesitation to his body language, as he thoughtlessly picked at a fabric pellet on his pants. Though completely overwhelmed, he couldn't seem to keep a smile off his face.<br/>"Do I have to repeat it?" he answered, some of the airiness of the laugh still in his voice. With that, he finally looked up at Draco.<br/>The smile faded considerably, though his expression didn't come across as annoyed - more than anything he looked flustered. Another, tentatively little smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "I think you already know what I think."