"I dunno, I'd be afraid of being hexed in my sleep or something," Harry admitted with a little laugh. "Or being outed to the media. I dunno, I'm probably just paranoid." He shrugged, willing to admit it.
Harry didn't say anything more about whether or not he was attractive. He really didn't care one way or another, as he'd never given his appearance much thought and wasn't about to start.
"I think you're finally wearing off on me, mate." He commented, flashing a bright grin in Neville's direction. "I've never cared about plants before, but these ones just seem really fascinating. I can't wait to see them! So is Gobbelty treating you all right, so far?"