Everything after that is a carefully planned display of my friendly feelings for Creevey, with the bonus of my bare, sweaty pecs. It's not even acting, because I've had said friendly feelings for weeks, if not months. However, it still takes a lot of effort for me to show them so openly. I'm afraid if I didn't have a mission to fulfill, I wouldn't do it. But the thought of Granger's gaze constantly resting on me spurs me on.