Harry twisted away from Roger, but not without managing to suppress a giggle. It was hardly his fault that he was incredibly ticklish at that spot. "Same. My friends are the only ones I care about what they think of me," he said, just as seriously as Roger.
"Thanks, I'd hate to have to kill you because you knew too much," he whispered, teasingly enough so Roger would know he wasn't serious. He looked towards the field, and cheered loudly when Oliver was announced. "I think he gets better every time I see him."