"I'll be sure to keep that in mind to tell the doctor, if I'm ever around and you're in the process of dying," she replies with a laugh. "Thank you. And no, it is never good form to bleed all over a present!"
"Of course we do," she says, her smile widening as she looks back to Harry. "No, I suppose you're right. It hasn't done too much harm-- I don't imagine I'd want him any other way."
She brightens at the mention of a present, and she moves over to perch on the edge of her bed. Scooting over a little, she pats the bed beside her, motioning for Harry to have a seat on the bed next to her.