"Oh. Right," Harry said, visibly surprised, though not particularly on Draco's behalf. His pretend boyfriend's lactose intolerance was definitely an important piece of trivia heading into a dinner party, but it had been something else that had made Harry perk up.<br/>"I'm allergic to bee stings," he said, the lightness of his voice making it sound like he had forgotten about that. Though his eyes remained on Draco, Harry's hand moved to his breast pocket, quickly realising it was empty. "I haven't brought an epipen, otherwise you could carry it."<br/>As he once again lowered his hand, it became clear that Harry wasn't worried about his own safety. "I can get you a couple, that might help sell it."