The warmth of Draco’s smile did wonders to calm Harry, feeling it wash over him as a warm breeze.<br/>“I didn’t realize,” Harry felt like he needed to defend, though the tension in his shoulders had eased as soon as Draco clarified it to be a tease. For the entirety of Harry’s life, there hadn’t been much margin for error, often finding that missteps were punished.<br/>Regardless, a sheepish smile pulled at his smile, more willing to participate now that he knew it was a joke.<br/>“I’ll try and be mindful of it,” he said, eyes ducking as he reached for the cup of tea Draco had prepared for him. Harry was certainly aware of which context he was more likely to use wandless magic, making him grin at Draco over the rim of his cup. “Spare you the trouble of accidentally offing myself when I'm not wearing pants.”