For a brief moment, Harry seemed surprised by that. That hadn't been what he had wanted to say, and after taking a few seconds to try and make sense of that conclusion, he once again blushed. Going over what he had said, it made perfect sense that Draco would think that, and Harry once again glanced away.<br/>"No, um -" he breathed in a joyless and embarrassed laugh, "- it's not that. It's ... you."<br/>Harry said it practically without realising that he had done it. It partially felt like a relief having said it, while also knowing this conversation could go really south really quickly. Encouraged by the relief he felt once saying it, Harry inhaled and continued, a bit more confidently: "It's you. I was jealous of Chad and I didn't realise it was jealousy and not anger."