Harry finished his glass of water and set the cup down, fidgeting with his hands in his lap as he regarded her, still on his guard despite being exhausted.
"Well, I'm not female. Not the last time I checked," He insisted with a little grin, about to add, 'But I do like blokes' when he caught himself, remembering that no one knew. He turned back to their conversation, raising an eyebrow as she asked about Ron. Pretty brazen, all things considered. "He's doing really well. Yeah, him and Hermione are finally doing the deed. Took them long enough, really."