"Yes, I do, on both accounts," returned Harry firmly, and he gave Draco a solid expression, a strong smile that said that he wasn't going to back down from this situation. Harry was used to the cameras, but he really did wish they'd go away. Colin Creevey had, after all, followed Harry around like a lost puppy dog for some time just snapping photos whenever he had the chance.
"Draco, if I worried what the newspapers would say about me, I'd never get to do anything," remarked Harry quietly, his hand gripping the other boy's more firmly than before, as if to reassure Draco that he wasn't going to leave here at all. "Let's not worry about them right now, and just be us." Harry shrugged and stepped through to Muggle London naturally, looking around casually, and almost breathing a sigh of relief.
"At least here we don't have the constant bloody stares that we do back home, that's almost a bit too ridiculous."