I holstered my piece on a hidden place on my outfit, and smoothed his dark hair back from his face. "Gryffindors are trustworthy to a fault," I tossed my hair to the side, "They have no sense of self preservation, and like to see the good in everyone. I like survival over stupid brave acts myself. Harry genuinely likes me, and he has liked to take advantage of our friendship in the past to excel in his classes. Let's just say that I can sneak in and either a) shoot him, or b) slit his throat to the bone. If you go along with your plan to kill him, his blood in you will ensure that you die, and I cannot have that. I love you too much to lose you."