“Oh, those stakes are too high,” Harry was quick to answer. Though the same, joking smile had remained on his lips, there was an ounce of genuine worry behind his voice. “I didn’t agree to that.”<br/>Having still not tried the tear Harry turned the cup in his hands, almost appearing deep in thought His eyes still lingered on Draco with the soft remains of a smile on his lips.<br/>Seemingly catching himself in the act, Harry furrowed his brow, and a teasing grin reappeared. “Think of your Mother.”