"Of course you're not," Harry answered with a soft frown as he once again reached into the fridge for another beer. "You can stay as long as you want," he continued a bit absent-minded. He glanced towards Draco with a soft smile, before taking another few steps closer to get within reach of a drawer. With the two bottles in his left hand, Harry looked through the drawer, every now and then moving things aside, in search for the bottle opener. Upon realising, that it might be somewhere on the dining table among the paper clutter, Harry glanced in that direction.<br/>Deciding that it wasn't worth the steps, Harry instead turned to the two bottles at hand. Using one of the bottle's caps, he opened the other. "Here," he said, a grin on his lips as he offered Draco the opened one. It was a movement that was too succesful to be the first attempt, but the grin on Harry's features suggested that even Harry thought it was a dumb, boyish thing to do when the opener was a few yards away.