"It is. You can't tell me the very first time you had some you thought hey, this is delicious and I want to have more of it. Or that you'd still drink it if it didn't have any alcohol in it." He laughed, because while it may be good at getting you drunk there was no way anyone could say it actually tasted nice.
"Already taking me on lavish vacations, are you Potter? I'm flattered. But yes, we really should go to the manor soon. I think I know where I would hide things, if I had the chance. And there's likely to be things there we can sell to the muggles for some of their strange money. Non-magic, non-cursed things. We did have a few of those."
Draco was quiet for a moment, because Harry was actually confiding in him. Teasing, flirting, verbally sparring, that was their thing. They didn't really do serious, other than the night on the astronomy tower. Draco didn't want to make light of it.
"Its always you, isn't it," he said softly. "That doesn't seem fair. You'd think eventually the universe would think you'd given enough."