Draco released the breath he’d been holding in one go, and reluctantly answered, "I don’t like you missing meals," he admitted, eyes darting about, embarrassed, "I know you’re an adult, and you don’t need me to babysit you," he said very quickly, "but it doesn’t matter, because I worry anyway. You’ve only just put the weight back on, that you lost," his eyes lingered on Harry’s thin wrists and narrow waist, "I’m sorry, this is a me problem, and not something you should have to think about."