Harry chuckled. "Oh yes, I made sure to have a nightmare so you'd wake up and stay in your nightclothes," he teased him with a smirk. He was glad that they'd come to a point where they could talk about the past and tease each other about it instead of perhaps getting defensive. Though, if he were honest, the only person who ever truly was like that was Ron Weasley. He wasn't sure what the redhead would ever think if he knew Draco was living with him but to that extent, he didn't truly care either.

He nodded. "That's fair." Harry chuckled at the face he made. "Well there's plenty of time to make a decision. We are here in training for... a few years at the very least."

Harry watched him with a curious gaze and noticed the blush. "That's not dumb at all, Draco. It fits you," he said and paused for a moment. "If it helps at all, I've thought of a phoenix."